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Power Trip Ch. 01

By: RealityEngineer



Ralph awoke in a dark room. His view was fuzzy and there was a single hanging worklamp nearby. He tried to move, but found that he was restricted in a sitting position. As he continued to struggle, he found binds - rough rope - around his wrists and ankles. He growled and pulled harder, crying out as the ropes sliced into his skin, drawing blood. He panted at the effort and looked around, squinting, attempting to see anything better in his surroundings. Just as he did, a blinding flash illuminated the room.

He was in a chair, a rough wooden one, with nothing but a pair of jeans on. It was a comfy looking room, probably a guest bedroom, with a bed, a dresser, a window that had been barred over and a door with no locking mechanism on the inside. There was also a man. He was tall, a little over 5 feet, with dark brown hair. He had a chiseled face and handsome eyes, as well as a toned, completely nude body. Ralph's breath caught in his throat. He knew exactly what was to happen next. 

The man stepped closer. 

"Don't struggle," the man said in a soft, yet firm tone. "It makes it that much easier for us both if you don't struggle." Ralph tried to say something, realizing for the first time that he couldn't speak. He opened his mouth and just breath came out. The man smiled. "My own work. It's a plant that normally paralyzes the whole system, but it only targetted your vocal cords. You can't scream." He came forward and pressed his lips to Ralph's. Ralph struggled, groaning and writhing, but found it best to simply submit, so he kissed back, finding a sparking sensation shooting through his body.

"See?" the man said smiling. "Now will you struggle?" Ralph slowly shook his head no. "Good." He pulled out a pocket knife, making Ralph sit up rigid in his seat. The man simply chuckled and sliced at Ralph's bonds, revealing his raw, pink wrists. The man immediately cuffed them behind Ralph's back, cutting the ropes on his ankles as well. "Knees." Ralph sat there reluctantly in the chair. "KNEES!" The force of his voice was enough to bring Ralph falling forward onto his knees, no hands to catch him, slamming face-first into the ground. The man grabbed his cuffs and brought him up into a kneeling position.

"Good boy. Suck." He pulled out his now fully erect cock and Ralph froze, not knowing what to do. He could possibly bite it off, but that would only anger the man. He could do a horrible job and maybe the man would release him... Though maybe that would make him more likely to kill Ralph than let him go- "SUCK!" Ralph felt himself almost magnetically drawn to the man, his mouth wrapping around his thick cock and sucking hard. The man sighed in bliss. It was as if Ralph was under his spell. No.... Ralph found that he'd always done well with commands, and always followed them. Maybe it was in his system now.

"Harder," the man demanded softly. Ralph complied, his head moving harder up and down the man's shaft, tongue tracing small patterns up and down. Ralph had no idea he was so good at it. The man sighed happily, and Ralph found himself sighing too, happy that he was pleasing this peculiar, yet slightly handsome, man, who had Ralph bound and was raping him. Well... it would have been rape, had Ralph not found he loved it. 

"Faster, boy," the man said, smiling warmly. Ralph found himself smiling as he moved up and down, humming softly, sending vibrations up the shaft and shivers down the man's spine. It was agonizingly terrific - for both of them. "Ooh, good boy... I may keep you if you keep going at it like this." Ralph paused for a split second, continuing after he realized he'd stopped. Keep him? Like a pet? How many others did the man have? How many others pleased him like this, in a bound and gagged sort of way? Ralph found himself, horrifyingly, jealous of the other pets the man may have had. So he kept going faster and harder, humming more and using his tongue. 

"Ohhh..." the man sighed, feeling himself getting closer and closer. Ralph felt a peculiar twitch, and suddenly, it felt as though it were filling up, getting thicker in his mouth. Ralph knew what was to happen, and he sucked harder than before. The man threaded his hands through Ralph's brown hair and cried out loudly, shooting his warm cum down Ralph's throat. He sucked and licked the man's member, coaxing out every last drop before the man staggered over to the bed, sighing in pleasure. He glanced down at Ralph, and convinced that he wasn't going anywhere, promptly fell asleep.

This was, of course, Ralph's chance to act. He wobbled to his feet, still bound by the handcuffs, and looked around for some sort of key. He could find none at first glance, so he began to rummage around. He looked through dresser drawers, finding lingerie and sexual toys. He looked under the bed and all over the room, but could find none. However, the room's door was open. He slowly opened the door so as not to wake the sleeping man, and slid into the hallway. Immediately, he realized the room he was in was soundproof, as there were peculiar noises all around. Sounding almost half animal, half human, there were people meowing like cats, barking like dogs, and the like.

As he walked down the hallway, he finally found the source of the noise. He looked inside the room to see a room full of animal cages, and each of those cages had a person inside, wearing the fake ears of an animal. Some were cats, some were dogs, and some were just animals, no rhyme or reason to their design. He slipped inside, causing a commotion among the peculiar pets. 

"Quiet!" he whispered. "Please! Don't wake him up!" There was a long, low howl and the animals quieted. In the back of the room was a cage, larger than the others, with a young woman with wolf ears. 

"So you say he's asleep," she said. He was startled, but he should have figured they could speak English.

"Yes... he is." 

"And what are you doing out here?"

"The door was open. I wanted to find a key for these handcuffs."

"And then what?" The thought struck him like a hammer blow. And then what? Would he escape? Would he stay? If he did, would his fate be the same as these people, animals that so obviously only existed for the man's lust? 

"I don't know," he decided. She paused, then nodded. 

"Come closer." He did as she requested. "Turn around." He did. Suddenly, he felt something on the handcuffs. After a few moments, the cuffs popped free. He turned and saw she was smiling and holding up her nails, all sharpened to points. He smiled, rubbing his wrists. 

"Thank you." She nodded in reply, and went to sit down. "So... what are you people doing in here like this?" 

"The man you saw. He's a scientist. Dr. Moriarty. He does extensive testing on human genetics - especially gene splicing." The horror crept into Ralph's eyes.

"Y-You mean... you're..." She smiled a sharp-toothed grin, yellow eyes gleaming.

"Part wolf, yes. Actually, he's very good at what he does. My senses are acute, nails and teeth sharp as a predator, and yet I still retain human form. It's really interesting." Ralph stepped back. 

"And the others..."

"All experiments as well. After we were kidnapped, we awoke to Moriarty, bound to a chair. He raped us at first... though we all came to like it. We wanted him. It's something in his blood stream... another experiment of his, no doubt, to lure in people and make them want him so badly, they'd do anything. And then we got brought to his lab. But he fell asleep before you could be brought down there... how interesting. You must've been quite the blowjob artist before he took you." Ralph's cheeks flushed.

"I was straight."

"Hm. Maybe it's genetics." She chuckled at the joke. "Nonetheless, what do you wish to do now? You could stay and become an experiment, or you could leave and he'd be none the wiser." Ralph frowned in thought. 

"Alas, he has no choice." The two turned, the animals beginning their incessant, lusty howl as Moriarty entered the room. "Luna, I thought you were a loyal slave."

"I am, sir!" she replied, falling to her knees. "I was..."

"Don't be sorry. Human sympathy, even despite your own thought process. I can record that. But you..." He stared at Ralph. "You aren't leaving."

"B-but, I have a family! I have a life!" Moriarty frowned and gestured him out of the room, walking down the hall. Ralph looked to Luna who shrugged, not knowing what Moriarty was doing. Ralph followed behind him, finding that they were descending into a dark basement. There was a heavy metal door that Moriarty punched a code into and it opened, revealing a huge, laboratory-like room. 

Ralph marvelled in the technologically equipped cavern, several stations set up with computers for monitoring. There was a centrifuge for mixing elements, a table for injection and monitoring, and a large tank full of water, with a specimin inside, attached to wires. Actually... As Ralph got closer, the thing in the tank looked more familiar. Human-like in form... Normally pale skin... He got up next to it and stared into its face. Ralph's face went white with shock. Staring back was a sleeping version of himself.

"That's what I've been working on. That's why you must stay. This is you. You, however, are a clone. The real version of you in the tank has no recollection of anything that's gone on while you have been here. So it will go and live the life it had normally, and you will stay for experimentation." Ralph fell to his knees, hands on the tank, tears rushing down his face. His whole life - or, rather, the real Ralph's whole life - was not his own. He knew nothing. He was artificial. He felt Moriarty's hand on his shoulder.

"It's tough, knowing you aren't real. I know. The real Moriarty has died countless times. And each time, we awake to his work and continue it. His life is not your own. But you can be a part of something bigger. Come with me. Stay, and be part of my experiments." Ralph looked once more at his real counterpart, hanging his head.

"I'll do it," he whispered. 

"Good. Now what animal do you want to be spliced with?"

"No splicing. I'll stay, but I won't be an experiment." Moriarty frowned in thought.

"I haven't had an assistant in a long while. Perhaps you could be mine." Ralph looked up and nodded. "You'll have much to learn, and none of it is easy."

"I can learn it, sir." Moriarty smiled and nodded.

"You can pick a new name if you want. Most others did, though they picked theirs based on their new genetics." Ralph frowned in thought.

"X."

"X?"

"Just X." 

"Alright, X. Welcome aboard." He patted his shoulder softly as X watched Ralph floating in the tank. X found that he was secretly sorry for Ralph. He would never know the wondrous world that X now found himself in.

Power Trip Ch. 01



Reader Warning: Over the course of several chapters this story will contain cuckoldry, forced-bi, male chastity, humiliation, and other female domination themes. These kinks are not for everyone; if you do not enjoy FemDom themes you will not enjoy this story.




Veronica held down the CTRL-ALT-DELETE keys on the keyboard again, trying to get her computer to respond - to do anything! But it was useless. She had re-booted the cursed thing three times and subsequently every time she opened a browser window her operating system froze. "Fucking Bill Gates," she cursed, finally giving up after a fourth seizure. Snatching a memory stick from the side of the unresponsive laptop, Veronica left her bedroom and started upstairs hoping her step-son didn't have password protection on his computer. She was trying to download the latest firmware update for a new DVD player she had purchased and needed to access the manufacturer's website.

Entering her step-son's room was like walking into a demilitarized zone. Clothes were strewn from one end of the room to the other and empty soda cans seemed to occupy every inch of available surface space. She brushed a pair of socks off the desk chair, trying to fathom how teenaged boys could be such slobs. After sitting down and wriggling the mouse, Veronica watched as the computer monitor flashed to life. She was in luck; her step-son hadn't powered off his computer, or set the screen-lock, and the default desktop came into view. With a triumphant smile she double-clicked the shortcut to his web browser. Careful of her neatly manicured nails, Veronica began typing in the address of the web site she needed. Her smile of triumph slowly faded to an expression more akin to shock. Before she had even finished typing 'www', the browser's memory displayed a list of the sites frequented most.

The domain names of the sites made it perfectly clear what kind of content they contained. Veronica sat in disbelief for several seconds as she stared at the list, forgetting all about DVD firmware updates. Curiosity got the better of her and she wheeled the mouse until the curser highlighted the first suggested site. Hesitating for another moment, briefly debating if she should violate her step-son's privacy, she finally clicked on it. Time seemed to drag as the site began to load, its content populating the browser window. It took only a few seconds for her suspicions to be confirmed.

"No way," Veronica gasped amusedly at the images suddenly assaulting her, her mirth tempered by the surprise of what she had discovered.

Then a thought occurred to her. She closed the browser and opened a search field to examine the storage files on the computer. She narrowed the search to include only video or image documents and swiftly found what she sought. Veronica knew every teenage boy, along with being a slob, owned a stash of pornography hidden somewhere. Some hid magazines, others kept DVDs secreted away. Many, like her step-son, maintained a digital collection of naughty videos downloaded from the internet. The collection she found was as shocking as the websites.

Veronica's instant dilemma was how to use the information she had just discovered.

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"Seriously, man," Hector was saying as he drove, "your step-mom is like the hottest piece of ass I've ever seen. And that includes the internet."

Colin rolled his eyes from the passenger seat. Every time he brought a male friend home it was the same story. "Yeah," he agreed in a tone devoid of enthusiasm.

"How old is she, man?"

"Twenty-eight."

"And how old is your dad?"

"Forty-three," Colin answered.

"Damn," Hector remarked. "So is she like a trophy wife or something? You know, one of those bitches who only marries a dude for his money?"

"I guess so," Colin shrugged with his voice. "All I know is that my dad went on a business trip to Vegas and brought a blonde bimbo back with him, and then he tells me she's moving in. Two months after that they're getting married."

"I just about blew a load in my shorts when I saw her in that bikini," Hector recalled. "You think she'll be by the pool again this afternoon?"

"Probably, it's not like she has anything better to do all day."

"Have you seen her naked?"

Colin sighed, "No. Can we talk about something other than my step-mom?"

Hector glanced at Colin's annoyed tone, "What? You don't think she's hot?"

"Of course I think she's hot. But what the fuck do you expect me to do? That's my dad's wife."

"I wouldn't care if she was my fucking sister, man. I would do anything and everything in my power to tap that."

Colin snorted, "Yeah, well, you'd fuck a tree if you could find a wet hole in it."

Hector didn't seem to take any offence as he turned onto Colin's street, "Maybe. It's a good thing I don't have any sisters!"

Colin couldn't help the smile which crept onto his face, "Thanks for the ride. My car should be out of the repair shop by the end of the week."

"Aren't you going to invite me in?" Hector asked, pulling to a stop in front of Colin's house.

Colin climbed out of the car, "Why, so I can watch you drool and pant like a dog while you stare at my step-mom? Normally that would be fun, but I've got a shitload of homework to do."

Hector leaned towards the passenger seat, "If she's in a bathing suit, take some pictures with your phone and text them to me...!"

"See you tomorrow," Colin ignored his friend's suggestion and closed the car door. Casting his backpack over a shoulder he walked across the lawn. As soon as Colin entered the house he heard his step-mother.

"Colin?" Veronica called, her voice coming from the kitchen. "Colin, is that you?"

"Yeah," Colin replied, dropping his school bag on the entryway floor.

"Can you come here for a second?"

When Colin appeared in the kitchen Veronica nearly stole his breath. A skimpy and gauzy skirt-like wrap covered her hips and thighs, though he could see her bikini bottom through the sheer material with little effort. Her breasts were spilling out of the bikini's top; it wasn't because her breasts were overly large, it was because the bikini was so small and revealing. Her wavy blonde hair drifted over her shoulders and her porn-star figure was coated with an enticing tan.

"What's up?" Colin asked, consciously trying to keep his eyes above her neck. It wasn't too hard; his step-mother was gorgeous. 

Veronica snapped open a can of diet soda she had just retrieved from the fridge, "How was school?"

Colin lifted a shoulder, which was his customary response to that question. He added, "School sucked. Is that why you called me in here, to ask me how my day was?"

"No," Veronica admitted. "I want you to clean up your pigsty of a room."

"You're not my mom," Colin dismissed her. "Besides, I'm eighteen years old, now. You can't tell me what to do." His relationship with Veronica was strenuous at best. She had married his father only six months prior and Colin viewed her as a gold-digging invader rather than a part of his family.

"You may be eighteen," Veronica countered, "but you're still in high school and living under this roof. I may not be your mother, but when your father is away I'm in charge of this household. Got it?"

Colin pronounced an annoyed sigh, "Whatever." His father was always away on business and Colin didn't like the idea of following orders from someone barely ten years older than he was. "Is that all? Can I go now?"

Veronica didn't like Colin's snotty tone and decided she wanted to see him squirm, "I just have one more question."

Colin raised his eyebrows in an impatient gesture.

Veronica set her can of soda on a granite counter and leaned back against it, "Are you gay?"

"Wh-what?" Colin sputtered, thrown off balance by the bluntness of Veronica's question.

She folded her arms across her chest confidently, "You heard me."

"No," he answered defensively. "I'm not gay. Why would you even ask that?"

Veronica held her smug smile and knew she had Colin cornered, "Because I was using your computer earlier and found some interesting sites in your browser's history, and then I found your stash of porn videos."

Colin glared angrily, "What were you doing snooping on my computer? Stay away from my stuff, Veronica!"

"I wasn't snooping. I needed to download something and my laptop is broke. It's not my fault you didn't remember to clear your browser's history of all that gay porn."

"I'm not gay," Colin repeated with more conviction.

"No? Then how come you've saved dozens of videos showing guys sucking on other guys?"

Colin tried to think of a rational reason that would explain the pornography saved on his computer but nothing came to mind. His expression betrayed some panic. "I'm not gay," he repeated for a third time.

"Right," Veronica smirked sarcastically.

"I'm not," Colin professed. "I swear."

"Fine," Veronica shrugged. "Prove it."

"Prove it? How am I supposed to prove it?"

"Take your pants off."

"What? I'm not taking my pants off!"

Veronica lifted a brow, "Do you want to prove it, or not? Or maybe you'd rather I tell your father he has a gay son? I'm sure he'd be thrilled about that."

Colin swallowed nervously. His father was notoriously anti-gay. If he thought his son was homosexual Colin would likely find himself on the street, "Wait, please don't tell my dad."

"Then take your pants off," Veronica repeated simply. "Your underwear too."

Colin balked, "Why? How would that prove anything?" He had no idea what Veronica was trying to prove.

Veronica pushed away from the kitchen counter and sauntered towards her step-son, "Because there's only one way to tell if a man is gay, and it doesn't work if his pants are on. Quit stalling."

Unsure of what his step-mother had in mind, Colin continued to hesitate nervously.

"Just do it, Colin," Veronica teased. "What's the worst thing that could happen? I see your privates?" She winked, "Don't worry - nothing I haven't seen before."

Colin exhaled and tentatively began unfastening the button of his jeans. If taking his pants off was what it took to keep Veronica silent, what choice did he have? Hooking his thumbs under the elastic waistband of his boxer-briefs, Colin pushed his pants and underwear down his slender legs to bunch at the ankles.

A sudden giggle escaped Veronica when she saw the limp stub of a penis hanging between Colin's legs. He was circumcised, with a bush of dark pubic hair that made his cock seem even smaller. "Tiny little thing," she commented, "ain't it?"

"It gets bigger," Colin replied sarcastically. He further explained, "I'm a little embarrassed right now."

Veronica made a show of appraising him, "Well. Let's just see, shall we?"

Colin's eyes widened when Veronica took a step backwards and reached towards the clasp of her bikini top. She rolled her shoulders, shrugging the spaghetti straps off her arms and letting the flimsy garment fall to the tiled floor.

"Holy shit," Colin breathed, his eyes stuck on the magnificence that were his step-mother's breasts. They appeared to him perfectly formed; rounded things that had a slightly-baggy look only real breasts possess. She cupped one in a palm and hefted it upwards, dipping her chin and sticking her tongue out. Colin watched carefully, his eyes filled with rapture, as Veronica began seductively licking her own nipple.

He developed a near-instant erection.

Veronica lowered her breast and peered between Colin's legs, not hiding the fact that she was looking right at his hard length. "Maybe you do like girls," she teased. "But it didn't get that much bigger. What are you, about three inches?"

"Four," Colin muttered, self-conscious about his size.

Veronica took a step forward, "Maybe you're not totally gay, but I think more evidence is needed."

Approaching Colin, Veronica leaned her head forward and pursed her lips to push out a bead of saliva. Colin watched in disbelief as her spit hung off her lower lip and fell slowly in the form of one long strand. It landed on his cock with near-perfect aim.

"Jerk off," she told him.

Colin had no idea how to react to her request, stupefied by what was happening.

Veronica grabbed his wrist and pulled Colin's hand towards his erection, "Jerk yourself off," she commanded in a firmer tone. "Look at my naked tits and jerk off your cock."

Colin couldn't believe how weird his afternoon had become. He had no idea what Veronica was playing at, if she was torturing him, flirting with him, or if she was drunk and completely out of her mind.

Seeing that he needed a little push, Veronica grabbed her breasts and kneaded her fingers into their plush softness. "You've got a beautiful, half-naked woman in front of you playing with her own breasts. Come on, Colin. Don't you like girls? Doesn't a pair of tits do it for you?"

Colin's grip tightened around his shaft when she began teasing a pair of fingertips against her nipples, causing the red buds to stiffen.

"That's it," she encouraged him. "Show me how much you like a nice pair of tits."

His step-mother's dirty talk started to erase the shy inhibitions Colin was experiencing and his grip began slowly stroking up and down.

"Come on, you can do better than that. Don't I turn you on? Don't you like my tits?"

Colin sped up, "Jesus, Veronica. You've got the hottest tits." His gaze was glued to her chest.

"I bet you want to slide your little four inch dick between them," Veronica goaded him, mashing her breasts together. "Is that what you're thinking about, fucking your step-mommy's sexy tits?"

Colin nodded helplessly as he began to masturbate with more fervor, the saliva coating his erection making slick noises that filled the kitchen. Colin forgot the embarrassing situation he was in, standing with his pants around his ankles jerking off in front of his step-mother; he was simply too aroused to care.

Veronica suggested, "Would you rather watch someone else fuck my tits? Would it turn you on to watch a guy with a gigantic cock sliding his meat between my boobs? Huh, Colin? Some guy with a ten inch cock?"

Colin's erection pulsed when he watched Veronica push another wad of saliva out of her mouth, the spit dangling enticingly before falling and disappearing between her cleavage.

"Oh my, you do like that thought, don't you?" She continued to taunt him, "Are you a little pervert, Colin? Huh? Do you sit up in your room and jerk off while you fantasize about your step-mommy getting titty-fucked by a gigantic cock?"

Colin's jaw hung open with arousal as he beat off with a frantic pace. Her teasing, humiliating tone turned him on beyond his understanding. The truth was he had fantasized about her while masturbating. Veronica was one of the sexiest women he'd ever seen; what teenaged boy could resist fantasies about a woman as perfect as she?

Veronica could tell he was getting close by the pained expression of pleasure on Colin's face. Her dirty talk had accelerated his orgasm at a record pace – not that teenaged boys had any staying power to begin with. She decided to deliver the coup de grace and test her theories about Colin's bisexual curiosities. She stepped in close and lifted her lips to Colin's ear.

"I know you think about cock," she cooed.

Colin shuddered. He could feel his step-mother's breasts brush against his torso through the thin material of his tee shirt.

"Only fags jerk off to gay porn," she whispered.

With a stifled grunt Colin came. His semen fired straight up into the air, several ropes of the milky fluid shooting out in succession. Veronica made a triumphant squeal as the stuff impacted against the underside of her breasts and coated her bare stomach. 

By the time his orgasm subsided Colin was left breathless and panting. He looked in horror at his step-mother's torso. Strands of cum hung from her breasts and dripped down her toned stomach; Colin couldn't believe such a quantity was the result of only one orgasm. He was afraid she would be angry at him for covering her in such copious amounts of semen.

But Veronica laughed, "That turned you on, didn't it? When I called you a fag? I fucking knew it, you're half a homo aren't you?"

After coming down from his orgasmic high, the reality of the situation suddenly washed over Colin. He felt ashamed and confused by what happened. Veronica was right; it did turn him on. Her words had been utterly humiliating and it had inspired an epic orgasm.

"I-I'm not gay," Colin mumbled, bending to hastily pull his pants back up.

Veronica stepped back, wiping a hand over her tummy and smearing Colin's semen across her skin, "Maybe not fully, but the proof is in the pudding. And your pudding came shooting out as soon as I started talking about cock."

Colin turned away, embarrassed, "Just leave me alone, okay?"

A devilish grin decorated Veronica's face as she watched Colin hurry out of the kitchen and up the stairs to his bedroom.

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Colin didn't re-emerge from his bedroom for the rest of the evening, except for a brief and hurried visit to the upstairs bathroom, leaving Veronica alone to consider what had happened. Her husband, Colin's father, was frequently away for long periods on business trips. Veronica didn't mind, she married him for his money more than his company, but she often found herself getting bored and horny when he was gone for more than a few days. Teasing Colin the way she did was a way for her to amuse herself, but Veronica felt a rush making him masturbate and orgasm for her. She liked the control she had over the situation. Colin seemed easily manipulated by the mere sight of her breasts and she wondered what else he would be willing to do for her. She was like a child and Colin was Veronica's new toy. She wanted to play with him some more.

It was late in the evening when she finally went upstairs to his bedroom door. "Colin?" she called, knocking gently. "Colin, can we talk?"

"Go away," he called back.

"Come on, Colin. I just want to talk. It's okay, you don't have to be embarrassed. No one has to know about what happened, I'm not going to tell your father or anything. I just want to talk to you."

Several quiet seconds passed before Veronica finally heard Colin unlock the door and open it part way. "What do you want?" he asked warily.

"Can I come in?"

Colin seemed to consider but eventually nodded, backing away from the door so Veronica could enter. He was still wearing the same pair of baggy blue jeans and tee shirt as earlier, the garments hanging off his slender frame. At 5'10" Colin was only two inches taller than Veronica, with a boyish face and a mop of black hair.

Veronica noticed he had made an effort to tidy his room. The empty pop cans were filling a garbage bag and the strewn clothes had been relocated into more organized piles near the closet. "Can we talk?" she asked as Colin flopped back onto his bed.

"What do you want to talk about?" Colin asked distantly.

Veronica sat on his desk chair, crossing one leg over the other. She had changed into a pair of designer cotton sweats and a tank top. "Are you a virgin?" she asked bluntly.

"I don't see how that's any of your business," Colin sounded defensive.

"Humor me," Veronica encouraged. "I'm not going to make fun of you."

Colin sighed, "Yeah, I'm a virgin. All right? Is that what you came up her to find out?"

Veronica ignored his snotty tone, "When you picture yourself losing yourself losing your virginity, are you with a guy or a girl?"

"I'm not gay," Colin growled. "I told you, okay?"

"I'm just asking. I mean, I did find a lot of interesting porn on your computer. It's obvious you've at least had fantasies about being with another guy."

Colin's cheeks reddened. He knew he couldn't deny it. It wasn't as though anyone else used his computer.




Power Trip Ch. 01



"Do you think about it a lot?" Veronica pressed.

"Sometimes," Colin admitted shyly.

Veronica stifled her smile, "How often do you masturbate?"

"Jeez," Colin whined, embarrassed.

"What, you think you're the only person in the world who masturbates? It's no big deal. Just tell me. Every day?"

Colin was embarrassed by the subject matter, though he felt a twinge of arousal between his legs talking about sex with a beautiful woman. He nodded softly, "Usually every day."

"More than once a day?"

Colin nodded again and shifted on the bed, "Sometimes."

Veronica leaned forward and placed an elbow on her knee. She could see his discomfort and wondered if he was developing an erection, "What's the most you've masturbated in a single day?"

Colin lifted a shoulder.

"Twice? Three times?"

"Maybe three times," Colin admitted.

"Wow, you're a horny little guy aren't you?"

"I thought you weren't going to make fun of me?"

Veronica could no longer contain her smile, "Sorry, can't help myself. So, for the sake of argument let's say you jerk off ten times a week. Of those ten times, how often do you think about sucking cock?"

"I don't -"

"Don't deny it," Veronica interrupted him sternly. "We've already established you jerk off to gay porn, so don't try to pretend you haven't thought about having a big cock stuffed into your mouth. Tell me how often! I want to know how much of a faggot you are."

"I'm not -"

"Tell me!" Veronica demanded.

"A lot!" he suddenly blurted. "Okay? Is that what you want to hear? I think about it a lot."

A satisfied smile decorated Veronica's face.

"But I'm not gay," Colin added. "I like women. I want to have sex with women. I don't know, I just get turned on thinking about...."

"About sucking cock," Veronica finished for him.

"I don't really want to do it. It's just a fantasy."

"By all the files on your computer it's a pretty potent fantasy."

Colin blushed again.

Veronica changed the subject, "Did you like jerking off for me?"

"I don't know," he mumbled shyly.

"Yes you do. Did you like it or not? You sure seemed to, the way you coated my stomach with your boy-goo."

He couldn't deny it. "I-I guess so," Colin replied, realizing it had been the first time he had ever been in a sexual situation with another person.

Veronica nodded knowingly, "Would you like to do it again?"

Colin gave her a cautious glance, "What do you mean?"

"What do you think I mean?" Veronica smirked as she leaned back in the chair, "It must beat sitting in here jerking off all by yourself."

Colin sounded confused, "You want to watch me jerk off again?"

"Why not?"

Colin made a disbelieving laugh, "Are you serious? What about my dad?"

"What about him?" she shrugged casually, unconcerned. "He doesn't have to know."

"Why?" Colin wondered. "Why do you... why would you want to watch me?"

Veronica didn't want to tell him she got off on the power to make boys do whatever she wanted. "It's fun," she answered ambiguously, "And I'm bored. Do you want to jerk off, or not?"

Confusion muddied his decision, "No, I don't think so." Colin wanted to, his erection was a sign of that, but he was afraid of Veronica's motives, worried she would tell his father or use the encounter against him in some way.

"Fine," Veronica rose from his chair, acting indifferent. "But if you change your mind, let me know. Masturbation is such a lonely way to have sex with yourself and I bet I could really spice things up for you."

"W-wait," Colin changed his mind before Veronica could reach the door. "You wouldn't tell Dad, right?"

"Why would I do that?" she turned. "He'd probably divorce me, disown you, and then we'd both be fucked."

Colin slid to sit at the edge of his bed. "What do you mean by spicing things up?" he asked curiously.

Veronica's smile was a knowing one; Colin was like a fish on a hook, "I mean I can make your sex life - if that's what you call it - more exciting."

"What do I have to do?" he wondered.

"Whatever I tell you," she answered.

Doubt crept into Colin's voice, "I'm not sure...."

"Let's start with the basics," Veronica suggested before Colin's brains could get in the way of his loins. "Where do you usually masturbate, in front of your computer?"

"Yeah," he nodded.

"Then why don't you take off your pants," she gestured towards his desk chair, "and have a seat?"

Colin glanced nervously at the swiveling chair.

Looking around the room Veronica spotted a bottle of moisturizing lotion. "I assume you lubricate with this?" she asked, moving to pick it up.

"Um, yeah," he admitted.

"Well come on," she pressed him playfully. "Let's get you situated and lubed up."

Colin still wasn't positive it was a good idea but the excitement of the situation was overwhelming. He rose and took off his pants, leaving them on the floor with his underwear. He moved to sit, his erection bobbing in the air.

"Hold out your hand," Veronica instructed, pumping some of the lotion into his cupped palm. "Now, let's get you some visual stimulus."

Colin watched as she leaned over him and took his computer mouse. Veronica clicked until she found the folder containing the pornographic videos she had discovered earlier in the day. "Which one is your favorite?" she asked plainly.

"Um," Colin glanced at the screen, unsure and somewhat disappointed. He thought Veronica was going to take her shirt off again, not have him watch porn!

"Let's try this one," she decided for him, selecting a video file titled 'Sissy Cocksucker'. The computer's media player sprang to life and depicted a scene between two men, one kneeling and one standing. The standing male was a muscled specimen with a massive erection – long and thick. The kneeling individual was young, skinny, and clearly submissive. The action started with the standing male slapping his cock against the kneeling guy's face.

"Wow," Veronica remarked. "Look at the size of that guy's cock."

Crimson decorated Colin's cheeks. He had anticipated his collection of pornography would forever remain a private thing. It was meant to fuel his solitary fantasies, not to be shared with anyone – certainly not his step-mother. It was both embarrassing and exciting to share his taboo desires. It was also liberating, in a way.

"It's so powerful," Veronica continued. "Imagine having something like that in your mouth. The heat of it." She licked her lips, "His cock is so much bigger than yours. Superior. A cock like that deserves to be sucked, don't you think? It's perfect. It should be worshiped."

Colin didn't even realize his hand had already grasped his erection and was smearing the lotion over its length. He was staring at his computer screen while listening to Veronica's voice.

She was speaking in a low and seductive tone, "Do you imagine that's you, kneeling in front of him? Letting him rub his cock against your lips and cheeks? Look at the pre-cum coming out, he can't wait to have his cock sucked. Wouldn't you like to have a man like that in front of you, Colin? His cock as hard as a rock for you?"

"I-I-don't know," Colin muttered, still staring at the screen as the kneeling man began to suckle on the head of the other man's cock.

Veronica shifted behind her step-son and looked over his shoulder, "Sure you do. Doesn't this turn you on? Hmm? Don't you like watching a man servicing another man like this?" She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Are you a little gay, Colin? Does your penis get hard when I talk about sucking cock?"

Colin shuddered at the humiliating questions, his erection quivering in his hand. He wondered how or why his shame seemed to be tied to his arousal.

"It's okay," she assured him. "I bet a lot of guys think about it. About sucking on a cock. Mm, look at that – he's got almost half of that huge dick in his mouth already. Think about what it would be like to give such a big, beautiful cock like that pleasure. Wouldn't that be hot, Colin? To give that powerful cock so much pleasure it erupted with cum?"

Colin couldn't help the heated breath which escaped his lips. Veronica's dirty-talk was intoxicating.

"I know my body turns you on," Veronica whispered teasingly. "I've seen the way you look at me, so I know you like women. But you like guys too, don't you?"

Colin could no longer attempt hiding it. "Yes," he whispered back, his hand stroking with a firm, steady tempo.

"Guys with big cocks?"

"Y-yeah."

Veronica nodded knowingly, "When you see a big cock like this you must know it's so much bigger than yours. It's only right that you should drop to your knees and recognize its superiority by worshiping it with your mouth."

"Oh god," Colin whispered in an aroused tone, his fist pumping faster. It was like Veronica was reading his mind, plucking his masturbatory fantasies straight from his thoughts and vocalizing them. It was humiliating to have his submissive urges laid bare before him, and also the biggest turn on of his life.

"Look at you," Veronica continued speaking in a sultry whisper, her breath heated against Colin's ear. "You're jerking off to the sight of a man sucking on another man's cock. Do you know what that means?"

"Wh-what?" Colin whimpered.

"It means you're gay," she taunted seductively.

Colin twitched with arousal at the humiliating accusation.

"Only fags jerk off to gay porn," Veronica stated harshly.

Colin cried out. His intention was to last longer, but his step-mother's words caused his orgasm to arrive beyond Colin's control. Strand after strand of semen shot several inches into the air, landing on his thighs and wrist. His whole body jerked as he came, the experience as potent as he had ever felt. It was the humiliation. Somehow, for reasons unknown to Colin, the admission of his most private fantasies is what fueled his euphoric orgasm.

"Oh fuck," he grunted, the sensations of his orgasm more pleasurable than ever before. He was embarrassed that Veronica was watching from over his shoulder, but too helpless against the power of the undeniable orgasm to do anything about it.

"Oh my," Veronica cooed when his spasms finally ended. "Look at the mess you made all over yourself."

Colin was too delirious and spent to reply. Semen oozed off his wrist and fell into his bush of pubic hair.

"Did that feel good?" Veronica asked softly, rubbing his shoulders.

"...yes..." Colin murmured.

"Let's try it again," she suggested. "How about tomorrow, when you get home from school?" Veronica was feeling elated, though she hid it well, at the control she was feeling. She liked humiliating Colin and manipulating his orgasms. It was a power-trip and she wanted to see how far under her manipulations she could make her step-son fall.

"O-okay," Colin agreed. Though apprehensive, he couldn't deny how incredible his orgasm had been. He wanted that feeling again.

Veronica kissed his cheek, "Good. And no jerking off before then, I want your balls to recuperate a nice big load."

Colin slumped in his chair as Veronica left the room, closing the door behind her. He had no idea what he had gotten himself into, but found he couldn't wait for the next day to come.



Power Trip Ch. 02



X sat quietly in the study, reading glasses perched on the bridge of his nose as he read a book Moriarty had written on his research of gene splicing. It was all very confusing and X contained very little, but continued reading anyway. There was a pawing at the study door and X sighed, already having very little patience for the Subjects, despite having only lived in the mansion a week. He walked over and opened the door, Luna looking up at him. 

"Hello, X," she said, smiling. He rustled her hair and scratched behind her ears, making her tail wag. 

"Good evening, Luna. What brings you here?"

"I read here every once in a while, but it's a lot warmer in here, because of the fireplace." He nodded and sat down, reading a book again as she wrapped herself around his feet, smiling and tail flicking back and forth. After a while longer of reading, he began to feel her lap at his legs, licking softly. He felt a tingle up his spine and he sighed, closing the book.

"The Inhibitors kicking in again?" She nodded furiously. "Alright, alright." He looked around, scanning the shelves for the book that Moriarty said was there. X had never had a reason to use it before, but now... There. He set his own book down on the side table and walked over to the bookshelf against the wall, finding the book with a red dot on its spine. He pulled it and the bookshelf creaked open. Inside was a small room on the other side of the fireplace. The fire went all the way through and the room inside was decorated very similar to the study, except that it had a large bed and dresser as well. 

Luna marvelled in the sight of the room.

"It's terrific!" she said, smiling. She crawled over to the dresser, sifting through it and giggling as she found the things that the Doctor usually stored in dressers. Sexual toys, lingerie, and then the top cabinet, which always remained locked, but X now knew stored a multitude of medicinal content, in case something went wrong with a Subject during the middle of their play. 

"Lie down," X said, having inherited the Doctor's smooth and calm voice, as well as having been injected with Moriarty's special lust serum, making every pore in his body secrete a miniscule amount of pheramones which, when inhaled, caused anyone around them to be fully and totally devoted to the user. 

Luna crawled up on the bed, lying on her back, her tail off to her side, flicking back and forth lightly. She was wearing a white t-shirt and a pair of short blue jean shorts, with a hole cut in the back. He climbed up onto the bed and saw her breath catch in her throat as he smiled, kissing her neck softly. She moaned gently, nails raking the bed as he moved up her neck, licking, biting, sucking. 

"Oh, X..." she whimpered. He smiled, licking along her collarbone as she let out soft noises of pleasure. He slowly slid his hands to her waist, sliding up her back and pulling the shirt off as he went. She sighed softly, letting him do as he wished, as the shirt slid over her head, revealing her shapely breasts. He let passion take over, immediately taking one into her mouth and rubbing the nipple of the other breast. She cried out, claws digging into the bed as she writhed in pleasure beneath him. Finally, he let go and kissed her deeply, her arms around his neck as their tongues danced with one another. 

"Take me..." she whimpered. He smiled. 

"Not yet," he whispered in reply. "I want you to beg for it." He slowly unzipped her pants with his teeth, making her whimper and yell, pulling down her shorts and licking across her pelvis. Her claws were dug deep into the sheets, her teeth bared as she panted, her tail flicking violently. He slowly pulled down her panties and she gasped, eyes shut tight. His tongue dragged along her slit and she cried out loudly.

"PLEASE!" she begged. He slid his tongue into her and she screamed in agonizing pleasure. A warmth radiated from her that she barely ever felt, and she wanted it, bad. He licked up and flicked his tongue across her clit, her eyes closing and mouth wide in a cry of ecstacy. "So... good..." she panted warmly. He smiled and slid up her body to her, kissing her deeply, allowing her to taste her own juices as he undid his pants. 

Finally, he stood before her, completely nude, his cock hard. She scrambled to the floor, ripping any traces of clothes off of her as she latched onto his cock, sucking slow as she stared up at him. He smiled and sighed, running his hands through her hair as she sucked, tracing her tongue and the pointed ends of her teeth along his shaft. He grunted, pulling and pushing her, making her purr with excitement, only proving to provide him more stimulation. 

He was now panting as well, loving Luna sucking him off. He felt himself getting close and watched as she sucked, eyes glazed over in a state of sexual slavery. The Inhibitors really worked wonders on the Subjects. The Inhibitors required the Subjects to drink the cum of X or Moriarty, or they would go into a state of shock. Which wasn't much of a worry, considering that Moriarty and X's lust serum required them to empty themselves at least once a day for fear of chemical buildup.

He grunted, feeling it welling up inside of him. He grabbed a handful of her hair, making her gasp, and pulling her up and down on his cock until finally he threw his head back and screamed, shooting stream after stream of cum into Luna's eager mouth. She drank happily, holding him in her mouth, and finally pulling it from her and smiling. She crawled up onto the bed and X followed, kissing her deeply as she moaned in his mouth. 

"Oh, thank you..." she moaned, clawing his chest softly. He grinned and moaned. 

"Anytime, Luna." Suddenly, he felt a prick in his back. His eyes widened and his vision became fuzzy. He turned to see she had stabbed a syringe into his back. 

"Nighty night," he heard through muffled ears as he fell forward onto the bed.



Power Trip Ch. 02



Reader Warning: Over the course of several chapters this story will contain cuckoldry, forced-bi, male chastity, humiliation, and other female domination themes. These kinks are not for everyone; if you do not enjoy FemDom themes you will not enjoy this story.



It was difficult for Colin to concentrate during his last class of the day. He had been distracted during all of his classes, but the last class seemed to drag on the longest. It was as though time was distorted and every minute took an hour to pass. Every glance at the clock made him more anxious for the school day to be over; when he wasn't thinking about the agonizing seconds he was thinking about Veronica. Colin's step-mother had suggested she wanted to watch him masturbate again, after he was home from school, and the prospect of doing so excited him greatly.

Their encounter the night previous, while humiliating, was the most erotic thing Colin had ever experienced in his eighteen years of life. As a virgin, Colin's prior sex life had been limited to solitary masturbation. Even though he and Veronica hadn't engaged in any sexual acts and he was simply masturbating in her presence, his incredibly sexy step-mother's participation elevated things to a new level. Her dirty talk and encouragement had turned him on, despite the fact that she was demeaning at times.

That portion of their encounter confused Colin - the humiliation - because it had aroused him as much as everything else. He didn't enjoy being teased or put down in any other situation, but when Veronica did it there was something sexually potent behind her words. She had discovered his bi-sexual fantasies and confronted Colin with that information, something that initially made him feel ashamed, but somehow Veronica had turned it into fuel for two of the most powerful orgasms he could remember experiencing.

Suddenly, a bell rang signaling the end of class and interrupted Colin's thoughts. He hastily gathered his books and was gone in a flash.





Power Trip Ch. 02



Colin bit his lip. He didn't want to answer incriminating questions Veronica already knew the answer to.

Her hand paused its caressing motion, simply squeezing Colin's length in place. She lifted her brows, awaiting an answer.

"Yes," Colin hissed, not wanting her to stop.

"Yes – what?"

"Yes, I've masturbated to gay porn."

"And...?" Veronica pressed. "Have you fantasized about having sex with another man?"

Colin desperately wanted Veronica to continue stroking his swollen member and nodded, "Yes, I've fantasized about being with another man."

Veronica smiled and resumed moving her grip up and down Colin's erection, "Do you think straight guys jerk off to gay porn?"

"I-I don't know."

"Do you think your father has ever masturbated to gay porn?"

"No," Colin was forced to admit. His father never hid his disdain towards gay people.

"No," Veronica agreed softly. "That's because your father is a real man."

Colin felt a twinge of challenge at the insult to his manhood. He remained silent though, because his step-mother's masturbating hand felt incredible and he didn't want her to stop.

"That's why I married your father. He is a real man, with a real cock, and lots of money. But you, you're something different. You don't have a job or any money, you have a small dick, and you sit in your room all day and jack off to gay porn. Even if you're not a fag, which I seriously doubt, no girl is ever going to want you, Colin."

Colin winced at her words. Even worse than their sting, however, was the fact that his erection pulsed and inflated in her hand as she spoke. Colin couldn't understand the submissive charge he felt whenever Veronica humiliated him.

"If you ever did get a woman," Veronica continued, "she would never be satisfied by your penis. Eventually she would stop having sex with you and start cheating on you with men who have big cocks. Maybe she'd let you watch. I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you? Watching some guy with a massive cock fuck your woman?"

An aroused moan escaped Colin's lips. He didn't know why that thought turned him on so much.

"After he came inside of her she might let you eat her pussy, just to put you in your place. You could lick up all of his cum."

Colin grunted and a spasm of pleasure emanated from his loins.

"You'd like that I bet," Veronica accused. She sped her hand up, jacking Colin off with swifter strokes, "Do you want to taste another man's cum? Do you want to know what semen tastes like?"

Colin's breath grew heated and he tried to hide how aroused Veronica's words were making him.

"Answer me," she demanded, jacking him off with fervor. "When you jerk off to your faggot porn, do you imagine another man shooting his cum into your mouth?"

Colin gasped uncontrollably.

"Is that what you want, Colin? Do you think about a gigantic cock unloading its pleasure into your mouth and all over your face? Answer me!"

"Y-yes!" Colin finally responded. "Oh god, yes."

Veronica rose quickly to stand beside the bed. She grabbed one of Colin's ankles and placed her other hand at his tailbone, hoisting his legs above his head and curling his body over itself.

"Wh-what are you doing?"

With his erect penis positioned above his face, Veronica kept one hand at the small of Colin's back to help him maintain balance. With her other hand she resumed jacking him off, milking his shaft with swift, firm strokes. "I want you to cum," she prompted.

Colin didn't know if it was Veronica's masturbating hand, or the fact that he was about to shoot his semen all over his face, but his arousal was an undeniable force.

Veronica pumped his erection with ferocity, "Cum, you little faggot! Cum all over yourself."

Colin gasped again when his orgasm arrived, hot fluid spraying against his face. Veronica adjusted her aim of his penis so the next ejection landed in his mouth. Colin's lips were agape with pleasure and the cum began to fill his mouth, streaming jets of the stuff impacting against his tongue and the back of his throat.

She kept milking him with downward strokes, squeezing out every drop of Colin's semen.

Many times during masturbation Colin had contemplated tasting his own orgasm. He would shoot his load into a waiting palm, but after his pleasure had subsided the moment would be gone and he'd lose the nerve. Veronica had forced him to take a mouthful and he realized it wasn't as awful as it looked.

"Swallow it," Veronica told him as she lowered his legs. "Come on, swallow up all your cum for me like a good little boy."

Colin did, his throat consuming the bulk of semen in his mouth. He gasped at the slimy texture of it as he felt his cum slide down into his stomach.

Veronica smiled triumphantly, "See? That wasn't so bad, was it?"

Colin was speechless as Veronica used a finger to push some of the semen which had spilled onto his cheek into his mouth.

"I think from now on whenever you cum you should eat it," Veronica suggested, gathering a bit more of the spilt semen and wiping it off against Colin's lower lip.

He gazed at her with amazed eyes, wondering if she was serious.

"That's our new rule," she decided. "If you cum, you have to swallow it. That way we'll get you used to the flavor. Now, why don't you clean yourself up and rest a bit? I'll be back up in a little while."

Colin wanted to know what would happen then but was afraid to ask. He was astounded by the depravity of his step-mother and the lengths she seemed willing to go to humiliate him.

Even more shocking was how much Colin found it excited him.



Power Trip Ch. 03



Reader Warning: Over the course of several chapters this story will contain cuckoldry, forced-bi, male chastity, humiliation, and other female domination themes. These kinks are not for everyone; if you do not enjoy FemDom themes you will not enjoy this story.



After arranging for Colin to be home from school on Friday, and forcing him to shoot his cum into his own mouth, Veronica had Colin masturbate four more times. She wanted him to sit in front of his computer and watch gay porn, which she had previously downloaded for him onto a flash drive. Each time, Veronica was right beside him with words of encouragement as well as humiliation. Every orgasm was as explosive as the previous and true to her word, Veronica made him swallow every load of semen he shot. She instructed him to cum into his own palm and then lick it up, which Colin did. She also shaved him, instructing him to stand over the bathroom toilet bowl as she used soft cream and a razor to remove all of the pubic hair around his penis and scrotum. He was erect the entire time as Veronica kept manipulating his cock and balls as she worked the razor, freeing him of the masculine hair.

He performed every degrading task she told him to do because Colin desperately wanted to have sex with her. If he did what she asked for a month Veronica was going to let him fuck her, and that prospect excited him greatly. He rationalized it in his mind by telling himself that the humiliation was worth it for a woman as incredibly sexy as Veronica. What Colin was afraid to admit to himself was how much her domination aroused him.

After going to bed later that night Colin was laying in the dark reflecting on the day's events. He should have been sexually exhausted, but his penis was as hard as granite beneath his sheets thinking about it all. He wrapped his grip around his erection and contemplated if Veronica was right. Was he more gay than straight? Does eating semen automatically make someone gay?

"Colin," Veronica suddenly burst into the room wearing a pair of panties and a clinging baby-doll tee shirt. "Tomorrow I want you to –"

Colin froze as Veronica glanced down to the tent formed beneath his sheets, the outline of his hand visible in the light from the hallway.

"What the fuck are you doing?" she demanded to know, reaching down and throwing the sheet off Colin's form. "I don't fucking believe it, you're jerking off? What did I tell you, Colin?"

"I wasn't!" Colin tried explaining, "I was just holding it. I got hard thinking about today and I was just trying to adjust myself, I swear."

"Bullshit! I told you not to jerk off unless I give you permission and now I find you up here playing with yourself in the dark? God, Colin! You're fucking addicted to wanking your little dick, aren't you?"

"I'm sorry," Colin pleaded. "I wasn't trying to.... I wasn't thinking.... Please, Veronica. I want to have sex with you so badly!"

Veronica scoffed, "Right, like I would ever let you inside me after this. You disobeyed me, Colin. The deal's off."

"Please," Colin whined, pushing himself up on an elbow. "Please, I'll do anything you want. I swear. I won't touch myself anymore - just don't cancel our deal."

Veronica stood and stared at him with a stern expression, "I don't believe you."

"I'll do anything," Colin repeated.

She really didn't want the game to end. In a matter of two days Veronica had reduced Colin into a simpering slave, willing to do anything for her. He was completely submissive, no matter how degrading her requests became. It was a power trip she had no intention of giving up.

"Fine," she finally said. "But I'll have to put you into chastity."

Colin didn't know what that word meant but it didn't sound good, "What's that?"

"A cock cage," Veronica explained. "Something that fits over your dick and is secured by a lock. It lets you pee, but an erection is impossible. You won't be able to masturbate unless I unlock you and allow it."

Colin blanched, "A c-cage?"

Veronica nodded, "If I can find one small enough."

Colin swallowed. It sounded awful, but he really wanted to have sex with her. "Okay," he agreed.

Veronica smiled wickedly. His control was too easy. She decided to push him further, "You'll also have to start wearing panties."

Colin's eyes widened with alarm.

"Boxers and briefs are for real men," she explained. "You need to be reminded of your gay urges at all times, so I want you to start wearing panties. You'll wear them openly around the house when you're with me, unless your father is home. Otherwise you'll wear them under your clothing."

"Even when I go to school?" Colin wondered fearfully.

"Whenever you go anywhere," she declared. "We'll go shopping in the morning. We'll have to go early since your father is coming home tomorrow, but we should be able to find a cage for you at the triple-x bookstore and some panties at the mall."

Colin had no choice but to agree if he ever wanted to be with his step-mother, nodding his assent.





Power Trip Ch. 03



Veronica said no more, "Put some pants on and meet me downstairs. We're going out."

Doing as instructed, Colin quickly rose and fetched a pair of loose cargo jeans. He was curious what Veronica was up to, as up until that point their kinky games had all occurred within the confines of their house.

She was waiting for him in the entry, dressed in a pair of clinging white-denim pants and a tight pink hoodie. Veronica had put a baseball cap on and her long blonde hair poked out the back in the form of a pony tail. She dug some keys from her purse, "All ready?"

Colin nodded and followed her towards the garage.

She drove out of their suburban neighborhood to intersect with the freeway. Colin's curiosity grew when he noticed she was driving them towards the city, "Where are we going?"

"Do you remember that sex shop we bought your cock cage at?"

Colin nodded, "Yeah?"

Veronica glanced over her shoulder before changing lanes in preparation for their exit, "While we were there I noticed they had porn booths."

"Porn booths?" Colin didn't understand, "Why would we come all the way into the city just to watch porn? We can do that at home, for free."

"I guess I'm just feeling dirty," she answered ambiguously.

The sex shop was in a seedy area on the downtown fringe. When Veronica had taken him the weekend prior it was during the day – it seemed more dangerous on a Friday night after dark. Several gruff looking men were standing outside the store and one of them appeared homeless. Veronica seemed unbothered as she led Colin past them and into the shop.

She purchased several dollars' worth of coins from the cashier and took Colin towards the back of the store, where a long hallway stretched along its far wall. It was dimly lit and Colin couldn't see very well. He simply followed his step-mother, who kept peeking into the booths looking for something. When she finally found one to her liking she grabbed Colin's hand and pulled him in.

Colin was surprised how roomy the booths were. To the right of the door, which Veronica closed and latched, was a bench facing a wide screen. It smelled musty and dirty, making Colin wonder why his step-mother would ever bring him to such a place.

"Take your pants off," she instructed.

"Here?" Colin worried. "What if someone comes?" He noticed a hole in the wall and feared someone would be able to see them.

Veronica smirked, "Don't worry, I locked the door. What's wrong, hon? Don't you want me to release you from your cage?"

Colin quickly shed himself of his jeans and panties at the prospect of freedom from the restricting chastity device.

Veronica indicated he should sit down on the bench before tugging the small key from her cleavage and pulling the necklace off over her head. She knelt and had to squint in the dim light in order to work the tiny lock open and free Colin from his chastity. Turning to shove some quarters into a slot which would activate the television screen, she began cycling through several channels of pornography.

"Are you going to make me jack off in here?"

Without answering him Veronica stopped on a channel featuring a scene with several men. The television displayed a half-dozen guys, all beefy with large cocks, standing around a younger guy. The men were stroking themselves while the younger guy took turns sucking on their erections.

"Jeez," Colin whispered, his cock stiffening.

Veronica smiled and sat next to him on the bench, "Why am I not surprised you like it?"

His hand began to drift towards his hardening length, but Veronica slapped it away.

"What?" Colin glanced at her. "Isn't that why you brought me here?"

"No," she answered. "I don't want you touching yourself."

"So this is just to torment –?"

The sound of a door closing in the next booth over caused Colin to go quiet. Veronica quickly leaned forward and turned up the volume on their screen so that the sounds of the gay porn could easily be heard beyond the privacy of their booth.

Colin hissed, "What are you doing?"

"Shush," Veronica quieted him, glancing towards the hole in the wall.

After several moments a deep male voice could be heard from the other side, "Which one of you is going to suck my cock?"

Colin's eyes nearly popped out of his head.

Veronica grinned gleefully. "He is," she said towards the voice.

A surge of panic swept through Colin's body. All at once he understood the hole in the wall was not due to disrepair, it was a glory hole. It was there by design. He wondered nervously if the man on the other side was willing to have his cock sucked by another man. Maybe he wouldn't stick it through, Colin thought. Maybe the man was hoping Veronica would be the one doing the sucking.

Then Colin heard the sound of a zipper.

Veronica giggled. "You're finally going to suck a cock," she whispered. "Are you ready?"

Colin swiftly shook his head, "I can't....!"

"Yes you can," Veronica tried to calm him with a soothing voice. "This is what you've always wanted, Colin. Do you remember when I told you I could help make your fantasies come true? It's about to happen."

Colin swallowed nervously and stared at the glory hole. Then it happened.

The man was black, and circumcised. His cock kept coming through the hole, slowly inching its way through, until his entire erect length was visible.

"Oh god," Veronica gasped quietly, covering her mouth with a palm. The size of it took her by surprise.

Colin grabbed Veronica's hand in his. "It's huge," he whispered. "What do I do?"

She squeezed his hand back encouragingly, "It's okay, just take as much of it as you can."

Colin hesitated.

"I ain't gonna stand here all night," the man on the other side spoke.

"Go ahead," Veronica nodded towards the massive erection, which was twitching in the air as though eagerly anticipating a warm set of lips. She put a hand to Colin's back and pushed him gently, "Suck his cock, Colin. No one will ever know except me. Put his cock in your mouth."

Colin dropped to his knees in front of the glory hole, his heart pounding. The thing he had fantasized about during countless times of masturbation was standing fully erect before him. Still, he was apprehensive.

Veronica sensed his hesitation and moved to kneel behind him, laying gentle hands upon Colin's shoulders. "It's a beautiful cock," she whispered sweetly. "Look how big it is. It's begging you to suck it, sweetie. I want to watch. I want to watch you take that big, beautiful cock in your mouth and give it pleasure."

With his breath held Colin lifted a shaking hand and grasped the black shaft at its base. It twitched in his hand and Colin was amazed by how hard it felt. Parting his lips, he closed his eyes and took the large mushroom head into his mouth.

"Fuck yeah," the man on the other side moaned. "Suck on my cock. Suck my cock good."

Veronica returned to the bench to watch as her step-son began suckling the cock, licking the under-cleft and rubbing his lips over the ridge of its head. A sensation of need was emanating between her legs and she unfastened her pants, pushing a hand beneath the hem of her panties. She whispered hotly, "You're doing good, Colin. You're sucking his cock so good."

Growing bold, Colin pushed his head forward to take more of the man's length. He was cautious of his teeth, letting his lips create all the friction. Before he was halfway down he felt the head of the cock hit the back of his throat. Colin gagged a little and drew back. Knowing he would be unable to take the whole length, Colin stroked the bottom half of the black cock with his hand as he slid his mouth up and down over the rest. He liked the flavor of the man's skin and the turgid feeling of the blood-engorged shaft filling his mouth. All of Colin's fears washed away and he began sucking on the cock hungrily.

Veronica was watching with rapt interest, furiously rubbing her clit. It wasn't the act being performed which turned her on; she wasn't aroused by gay sex. What turned her on was Colin's submission - he was sucking on a huge black cock for her! He was performing a profoundly gay act for her! The sense of power she experienced was overwhelmingly arousing.

"Suck my cock," the black man moaned deeply. "You're a good cocksucker, ain't you? Keep sucking my cock, faggot. I want to cum in your faggot mouth."

Colin felt a shiver of degrading pleasure when the man called him a faggot. He began jerking the man off with swift strokes and sucked firmly. He cupped the man's scrotum in his hand, playing with his balls, which made the man's cock pulse in his mouth. Colin tried everything he could remember seeing in internet porn videos to give the powerful cock pleasure. He was so wrapped up in the taboo act of gay pleasure he barely noticed his own rock-hard erection.

"I want you to swallow his cum," Veronica told him, still masturbating on the booth bench. Her white denim jeans were bunched at the ankles and her legs were spread obscenely, "Make that big cock cum inside your mouth, Colin. That's a real cock. It belongs to a real man. Give it pleasure and make it cum, so you can swallow his cum down into your stomach like a faggot whore. This is what you were meant for, Collin. You were born to service the cocks of real men." She suddenly threw her head back when the warmth of arousal began to glow between her legs. "Oh god, you're so gay..." she moaned. "You're so fucking gay...."

Colin had an orgasm at the exact same time as Veronica began writhing in her own self-pleasure. Without any stimulation to his penis it shot three thick ropes of cum against the booth wall and floor. The combination of a gigantic black cock in his mouth and his step-mother's dirty-talk pushed his orgasm out beyond any possible control. Veronica saw it happen and it fueled her orgasm further, her body exploding with pleasure.

He didn't have long to contemplate what had happened to him, as Colin felt the man's cock grow even harder. It seemed to swell in his mouth and Colin sensed the man was close.

"I'm gonna cum," the man grunted. "I'm gonna cum in your faggot mouth. Swallow my cum, faggot, I want to feel your hot mouth on my cock when I cum... oh fuck!"

Colin locked his lips around the man's cockhead when he felt the sudden surge of warm fluid explode against the back of his throat. He had to swallow immediately in order to make room for the next jet of semen. His throat was constantly working and Colin clutched the man's heaving shaft, which seemed to have a never-ending supply of sperm. Determined to please his mistress, Colin didn't let a drop escape his lips.

And then it was over.

The big black cock was withdrawn to the other side of the glory hole followed by a whisper from the other side, "Thanks, fag."

Barely recovered from her own orgasm Veronica rose and pulled her pants up. "Wait here," she instructed.

Colin watched as she unlatched the door and exited the booth. She closed the door again and Colin heard her talking to the man on the other side. They were speaking in low tones, so Colin couldn't make out what was being said. He stopped trying to hear and simply reflected on what had just happened.

He had sucked a cock! His heart was still pounding. Colin liked it; he had liked everything about it. Sucking on an actual cock was far more exhilarating than his fantasies. It was so big! He found himself wanting to touch it again, to feel its hard length against his fingers and lips....

The booth door opened then and Veronica slipped back in. "How are you?" she asked.

"I'm okay," he stood, still naked from the waist down. "What were you doing out there?"

"Never mind that. Did you like it?" she smiled.

Colin bit his lip, afraid to admit how much he enjoyed himself.

Veronica approached and slid a hand over his cheek. "You sucked your first cock," she beamed happily. "And you made it cum. Did you like it? Did you like sucking a big alpha cock?"

With a quiet exhale Colin nodded his admission.

Veronica giggled and lifted to her toes, kissing his forehead. "I'm so proud of you," she whispered.

"You are?"

"Of course I am. You sucked a cock, Colin. Don't you know what this means?"

Colin offered her a confused expression.

"It means you're gay," she laughed happily.

"No," Colin protested. "No, I still want to sleep with you. You're so sexy, Veronica. I want to have sex with you so badly."

Veronica lifted a brow, "Colin, you just sucked a gigantic black cock. You swallowed every drop of his cum. Honey, if you're not gay I have no idea what gay is. Why are you in denial?"

"Maybe I'm bi-sexual?" Colin suggested.

Veronica smirked, "So, you still want to fuck me, huh? Still not convinced you're gay?"

Colin nodded eagerly, "I want you so bad. You're so sexy, Veronica."

"Fine," she agreed. "But you still have a couple weeks of obedience before that happens, per our agreement." She turned and picked up his chastity device, letting it dangle on a finger. "And that means you go back in the cage."



Power Trip Ch. 04



Reader Warning: Over the course of several chapters this story will contain cuckoldry, forced-bi, male chastity, humiliation, and other female domination themes. These kinks are not for everyone; if you do not enjoy FemDom themes you will not enjoy this story.

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A week had passed since Colin had sucked his first cock in the glory hole. Veronica had held him in chastity the entire time since, not allowing him to masturbate at all, though she forced him to watch straight porn every night. The chastity device prevented any arousal, of course, and Colin wondered what the point of watching porn was if he couldn't achieve an erection. When he asked Veronica about it, she simply told him it was part of his ambiguous 'training'. Colin had no idea what she meant but assumed it was part of her demands of sexual obedience. He really didn't mind; Colin received a thrill from the thought of being someone's sexual possession, especially a woman as attractive as his step-mother. The only downside was the chastity device, but even that loss of control was exciting to Colin in a deeply submissive way he had trouble admitting.

When Colin awoke on Saturday morning, with barely a week of obedience to go before Veronica would allow him to have sex with her, he was wearing a pair of panties over the chastity cage encasing his penis. It allowed him to urinate, which he did before wandering downstairs towards the kitchen. Colin didn't bother putting any other clothes on. With his dad away there was no point in concealing his panties; Veronica often would forbid him from wearing anything else, regardless.

Usually Veronica was up long before he was, but Colin saw no sign of her in the kitchen. He walked down a hallway towards her bedroom to see if she was awake, but heard odd noises along the way. It was Veronica's voice Colin heard; she was grunting and gasping as though in pain... or pleasure. Creeping to the partially open doorway of the bedroom, Colin peeked around the corner. He was treated to the sight of his step-mother on her bed with a bald, muscular black man laying over her. He appeared to be in his late twenties and had what looked like a massive penis.

"Your cock is so fucking big," Veronica was gasping. "I fucking love your cock so much."

Colin froze against the door frame and watched as the man slowly worked his hips back and forth, taking his time with prolonged, deep thrusts. The scene was intensely arousing and Colin began to grow erect after a few moments of voyeurism, which was a problem. The chastity cage prevented any growth from his cock and he suddenly doubled over in pain.

Both Veronica and her lover heard Colin's muffled gasp and saw the panty-clad teen in the doorway clutching at his groin.

"What the fuck?" the man paused between Veronica's legs. "Is that the guy from the glory hole last week? Is he your boyfriend?"

Veronica disengaged from her lover and slipped out from beneath him, "He's not my boyfriend; he's my step-son." She rushed towards a dresser, where her necklace containing Colin's chastity key was resting. She felt bad that he was in such pain, a strange maternal emotion hastening her actions.

The black man remained kneeling on the bed, "Your step-son?" He laughed, "What the hell is he doing in women's underwear, he some kind of pussy?"

Veronica hurried towards Colin. "Leave him alone," she said to the man, protective. "He's just submissive. Come here, Colin. Let me get your cage off."

Colin felt immediate relief as Veronica pulled his panties down and unlocked the chastity cage, gently removing the confining thing. "Wh-what are you doing?" he asked. "Who is that?"

"That's Tony," Veronica answered quietly. "He's the man from the sex shop last week. You sucked his cock."

Colin's eyes widened and his cheeks flushed with embarrassment, "What is he doing here?"

"After you sucked his cock I gave him my number," Veronica replied casually. "He came over late last night, after you fell asleep."

"What about dad?"

"Don't worry about that right now," Veronica instructed. "Take your panties off and go sit in the corner."

Tony's brow lifted curiously as he listened to the conversation.

Colin glanced at a chair situated in a corner on the far side of the bedroom, "Wait... what? You want me to -?"

"Go sit down," Veronica repeated. "I want you to watch. Tony is a real man with a real cock, and this is something you should see."

"Damn," Tony remarked. "This is some kinky shit."

"I'm not sure about this," Colin whispered so only Veronica could hear. "I'm embarrassed."

Veronica lifted an affectionate hand to Colin's cheek, "Don't worry, I won't let him tease you. You belong to me and I will always protect you."

Colin blinked with surprise at Veronica's strange demeanor. She had never behaved so nicely prior to that moment. She behaved almost... motherly.

"It's okay," she assured him. "Go sit down and watch him fuck me. You can jerk off if you want to."

"O-okay," Colin finally agreed, though he was still apprehensive. He moved towards the chair in the corner.

"Your kid is going to watch us?" Tony asked. "Bitch, do you have any idea how fucked-up that is?"

"Don't worry about him," Veronica said, returning to the bed. "Your only job is to stick that gigantic cock back into me."

Tony shrugged and maneuvered himself over Veronica as she lay back down on the bed. He wasn't about to turn down someone as fine as Veronica, even if it meant letting Colin see the action.

As Colin watched the couple resume their lovemaking, he was filled with confusion. He was bewildered by Veronica defending him from Tony's teasing and claiming that he belonged to her. Veronica went out of her way to humiliate Colin whenever she could, why would she suddenly start acting protective? And why would she stand up for him, only to turn around and humiliate him by making him sit and watch another man have sex with her? It didn't make any sense to poor Colin.

"That's it," Veronica moaned as Tony slid his length back into her. She wrapped her ankles around the tops of his muscular thighs, "God, your cock feels amazing."

Jealousy filled Colin as Veronica writhed with pleasure beneath Tony, gasping at every slow thrust of the man's nine-inch cock. But Colin was also aroused, and his own four-inch erection was poking up from between his legs.

Veronica turned her head to look sideways towards her step-son, "Go ahead and touch yourself, Colin. Jack off while you watch the big black man fuck me."

Tony kept grabbing and squeezing Veronica's breasts as he worked his length in and out of her, making slow love. But she wasn't paying attention to him, staring instead towards Colin. She watched as her step-son grabbed his little cock and began to gently stroke it.

"That's it," Veronica encouraged. "Jerk yourself off for me, honey. He's fucking me so good. His cock is incredible. It's so long and thick, over twice as big as your little dick. This is what women want, Colin. They want to get fucked by a big cock like Tony's, not a little thing like yours."

Colin winced at the stinging comments. He again tried to fathom how Veronica could be so protective of him in one moment but then humiliate him in the next. Even scarier to Colin was how hard it made his cock. Somewhere in the buried depths of his soul, her humiliation aroused him more than any other single thing.

"That's why you're so gay," Veronica continued telling him. Her words were humiliating but her tone gentle, "You know you could never please a woman, your cock is too small. Deep down you must realize you'll only be able to please men; by sucking their cocks and letting them fuck you in the ass."

Colin groaned at Veronica's dirty talk and began pumping his cock with swift, firm strokes.

"Your son is gay?" Tony wondered quietly, rolling his hips between Veronica's legs.

She glanced up at him and nodded.

"Makes sense, he sure sucked my cock good, last week."

Veronica smiled proudly and whispered, "He's still in denial, but we're working on it."

As he stroked himself, Colin realized he was staring at Tony's glistening cock as he slid it in and out of Veronica. He blinked and tried to focus on something else, like her wobbling breasts or the curve of her hips, but his eyes kept returning to Tony's massive length of manhood. He remembered what it felt like to suck on it and also began to imagine what it would feel like to have such a monstrous thing penetrating his ass.

Colin's fantasies were suddenly interrupted by Veronica's loud moans.

"Oh my god," she clutched Tony's shoulders. "OH GODDDDD. Harder! Fuck me harder and make me cum."

Tony sped up, his own breathing growing rapid.

Veronica began writhing in orgasm beneath Tony, her voice issuing a single long guttural moan.

"I'm gonna cum too," Tony grunted.

"No," Veronica gasped. "No, don't cum inside me."

"Where...?" Tony wondered urgently.

"Him," Veronica pointed towards Colin. "Shoot your cum all over him."

Colin stopped stroking and his eyes widened in shock.

Tony pulled out of Veronica and looked towards Colin, "Get over here."

Colin hesitated.

"Come on," Veronica instructed. "Let him shoot your cum on you. Hurry up, honey."

Not knowing what else to do, Colin scrambled out of the chair and dropped to his knees beside the bed.

Tony pivoted, aiming his throbbing erection towards Colin, "Jack me off, kid. Jack off my big dick and take my load."

Colin glanced towards Veronica, unsure. She nodded her assent, encouraging him.

Licking his lips, Colin lifted a tentative hand and gripped Tony's thick member.

"That's it," Tony prodded him. "Stroke my big cock, fag. Jerk me off onto your face."

Colin shuddered when Tony called him a fag, the humiliating comment turning him on. He began to stroke Tony's cock with rapid, squeezing strokes. He wanted to make the magnificent cock in his hand cum. He wanted to give it pleasure.

"Oh fuck," Tony grunted, his cock beginning to pulse. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum all over this little faggot."

Veronica was rubbing her clit furiously as she watched Tony orgasm. His cock heaved several arcing ropes of cum through the air to land with splattering results across Colin's face. Colin kept stroking Tony's cock, coaxing out several wads in all, each of which landed across his cheeks and brows. The semen immediately began sliding across Colin's face, hanging and dripping in copious amounts.

The wet heat decorating his face was overwhelming to Colin. He gripped Tony's cock tightly, feeling each pulsing heave as the man's cum shot out. Colin's own cock erupted without stimulation, his semen leaking out onto the carpeted floor in an embarrassing display of arousal.

Barely recovered from her orgasm, Veronica slipped off the bed to kneel beside Colin on the floor. She glanced to his mess on the carpet, "Oh my, did you cum?"

Colin nodded shyly, "I couldn't help it. I'm sorry."

Veronica was comforting, "It's okay. But you know the rules. Every time you orgasm we need to feed you some cum. Here, sweetie, let me help you." She began gathering the semen from Colin's face onto her fingers, "We don't want to waste any of this."

Colin instinctively parted his lips and licked the pungent fluid off her fingers. She wiped more off his cheeks and fed it to him.

"God damn," Tony snorted, watching. "You two are one fucked up pair."

Colin glanced at Tony with nervous eyes, his cheeks turning red with shame.

"Don't worry about him," Veronica said as she gathered the last of Tony's cum and fed it to her step-son. "You did well, Colin. I'm so proud of you. Why don't you put your panties back on and go upstairs? I'll be up in a while."

Colin nodded wordlessly and rose to his feet. He was too stunned by what had just happened to do anything other than what Veronica told him.





Power Trip Ch. 04



"It's cold," he shivered, his anus clenching.

Veronica smirked, "Don't worry, it's about to get really hot in here. God, this is so gay. If your dad knew I was in here about to stick something in your ass he'd kill us both."

Colin's expression tightened when he felt the rubber against his butt.

Veronica placed a palm on one of his cheeks to spread them apart, "Relax, sweetie. It will feel tight at first but just be patient. You're really going to like this."

Colin let out a quick breath when he felt the thing penetrate his anal ring, trying to relax his backdoor muscles and accommodate the intrusion. "Oh shit!" he cried when Veronica pushed on the vibrator, inserting roughly half its length inside of Colin.

"How does that feel?" she asked, working the first half of the vibrator in and out slowly. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Colin gasped. "Yeah, I think so."

When Veronica pushed it deeper she hit something. A spot inside Colin that made his entire body shiver. He wasn't erect prior, but as soon as he felt the tip of the vibrator against his innards his cock inflated almost instantly. A pleasured gargle escaped his lips.

Veronica slid it backwards with a knowing smile.

"Do that again," Colin asked wantonly.

She left only the tip of the vibrator within him, holding it back. "What was that?" She asked teasingly.

"Push it in again," he pleaded.

Veronica laughed, "Are you asking me to fuck you?"

"Yes," Colin begged. "Please, Veronica. That felt amazing. Please do that again."

"Do what?" she asked.

"Fuck me," he whined. "Please fuck me."

Veronica pushed the rubber cock into him deeply, causing Colin to gasp in pleasure. His erect cock practically leapt in the air when she hit the spot, an uncontrollable reaction to the toy stimulating his prostate.

"Oh god, yes, fuck me. Please, fuck me!"

Veronica began moving her hand quickly, working the vibrator back and forth like a piston. "I already have you begging for it," she declared proudly. "Do you like getting fucked in the ass by my cock?"

"Yes," Colin exhaled heatedly. "Oh god, yes!"

"You're such a fag," she accused. "Look at you, Colin. You love it. You love having a cock up your ass. Look at how hard you are. You don't want pussy, you don't need pussy. You don't even deserve pussy. You shouldn't think about women anymore, Colin. You want cock. You know you do. You want another man's cock up your ass so you can get fucked like a proper fag."

Colin was gasping repeatedly as Veronica continued fucking the vibrator against his prostate, unable to speak even if he wanted to. Spasms of pleasure consumed him, more intense than anything he had ever felt.

"Do you wish you had a cock in your mouth right now" she asked.

Colin was gasping out grunts and didn't reply to her.

"Is that what you want, a cock up your ass and another one in your mouth? Would that be enough cock to satisfy your gay urges? Answer me! Do you wish you had a cock in your mouth right now?"

""Yes!" Colin clutched at the bedspread.

"Do you want to be in the middle of a circle of cocks and feel it as they shoot their cum all over your body?"

"Oh god," Colin shuddered at the thought. "Yes...."

"Do you want a boyfriend, Colin? Do you want a boy to sleep with at night, one who will hold you, kiss you, and hold you tight while he rubs his cock all over your body?"

Colin moaned loudly as Veronica pushed the dildo into his ass and wriggled the tip of it against his prostate.

"Are you a faggot?" she asked teasingly.

Colin didn't, or couldn't answer. His whole body started shaking.

"Are you gay, Colin? You don't want women, do you? You want men! You want cock. You want to be gay."

Veronica didn't expect an answer. Colin was too lost in the pleasure he was experiencing. She decided to push him over the edge by flicking a switch on the end of the toy.

Colin cried out in ecstasy.

The vibrator started buzzing in his ass, massaging his prostate. Semen began erupting from his penis uncontrollably. His shaft heaved and leapt in the air between his kneeling legs, twitching every time another rope leaked out onto the bed. But unlike every orgasm Colin had experienced prior, the ejaculations didn't stop. His penis kept ejecting more and more semen as Veronica pressed the toy against his prostate.

Colin choked out repeated gasping breaths as his cock continued the orgasmic spasms. He felt like his penis was on fire, but in a good way. Before it was over the bedspread beneath him was covered by his ejaculate and milky fluid simply flowed out of his pulsing erection like water from a faucet.

Veronica waited until his penis had nothing more to give before she turned off the vibrator and slid it free of his anus.

"Oh god," Colin collapsed to the bed. "Oh god...."

Veronica laughed approvingly and rubbed his back, "Did you like that?"

"Yes," Colin breathed heavily. "Oh my god, yes."

If Colin didn't belong to her before, she knew in that moment he was hers. She owned him. Veronica had given him the most intense pleasure of his life; Colin would agree to anything after that. He would follow her into any depraved sexual situation, regardless of any fears he might experience. He had submitted himself fully to her pleasures and was addicted to her sexual power. Her plan to utterly control him was basically complete.

What Veronica hadn't expected was the affection she had developed for Colin. The affection wasn't romantic, but maternal. She truly enjoyed giving him pleasure. She wanted him to be happy, sexually and otherwise. Her emotions were conflicting. The power of control aroused her, but with that control came a feminine instinct to protect and nurture what was hers.

He couldn't exist as her sexual plaything forever, she knew. Eventually she would have to let him go. Before that happened Veronica felt it was her responsibility to remove the repressive fear he had, most likely originating from Colin's homophobic father. Colin needed to know it was okay to be who he was. He would never be happy, otherwise.

She needed to convince him into admitting he was gay.



Power Trip Ch. 05



Colin stood in front of the toilet relieving himself through the opening at the tip of his chastity cage. He was growing used to its weight and presence, finding less discomfort from the device every day. He was happy it was Saturday and he didn't have to go to school; Colin wondered what his step-mother had in store for him, as their sexual activities were often elevated during the weekend.

Not that weekdays were uneventful; the week prior, when Colin would return from school in the afternoon, Veronica usually had tasks for him. She would begin by instructing Colin to watch pornography on his computer while wearing his cock cage. It was always straight porn, between a man and a woman, or a video of attractive lesbians. Colin quickly grew indifferent to the pornography since his chastity device prevented an erection. If he did grow erect, the discomfort and pain quickly eliminated any amorous feelings he might have had towards the pornography. Far more pleasurable was when Veronica would release him from chastity and allow him to masturbate to videos of gay pornography between two or more men.

Another added element Colin enjoyed was the vibrator she introduced. Each night before he went to bed Veronica would have him on his hands and knees so she could insert the buzzing device into his anus and use it to massage his prostate. The pleasure he felt from that treatment was immeasurable and he looked forward to it every evening. With the vibrator, Veronica had trained his penis to ejaculate without stimulation. Colin's cock would simply begin heaving his semen out when the pleasure grew intense enough, draining his scrotum completely of any male-essence. Veronica began catching his cum in a glass, forcing Colin to drink it immediately afterwards, telling him 'sissy fags shouldn't have cum in their balls, it should be in their stomachs'.

Colin had become so consumed by his dominant step-mother that he rarely thought of anything else, forgetting entirely the arrangement between them. She had promised Colin he could have sex with her if he obeyed her for an entire month, but Veronica had him addicted to a steady diet of humiliation and gay-sex fantasy. Sex with a female simply wasn't on Colin's mind. He wanted to watch gay porn. He wanted to feel stimulated in his ass. He wanted to swallow semen. Colin's every waking moment was spent with his mind contemplating if he was gay or not, or if he even cared.

But Veronica hadn't forgotten about their deal.

She was waiting in Colin's bedroom when he returned from the bathroom, lying on his bed in her favorite skimpy robe. "Good morning," she greeted him, her sexy bared legs crossed at the ankles.

"Hey," Colin smiled, surprised to find her waiting. He hoped it was because she wanted him to masturbate or to have a session with the vibrator.

"Come here," Veronica slid to the edge of Colin's bed, retrieving his chastity key from around her neck.

Colin grew anxiously excited. Veronica only released him from chastity when she had erotic intentions.

"You've been so wonderfully submissive to me," she commented, working the lock open. "When we made our deal I never thought you would last a whole month."

Colin blinked, "Wait, has it been...?"

Veronica slid the chastity device off Colin's penis, "Yep, today marks one month." She rose to set the cage aside and shed her robe, letting it fall to the floor and exposing her naked form. "And a promise is a promise."

Viewing her naked body, Colin watched as she lay back down on the bed. Veronica had the tanned body of a porn star, every bit as sexy as the women Colin had watched on internet videos.

"I can't promise I'll get into it," Veronica warned, lifting her knees and spreading her legs. "Your dick is pretty small, but you can do whatever you want with me; hump yourself into me, play with my tits, or whatever."

Though her tone wasn't cruel, Colin blushed at the humiliating comment about his size. He approached the bed wondering how he could have possibly forgotten what day it was. He had performed an endless amount of degrading tasks for Veronica to earn the right to have sex with her -- a month's worth of teasing, humiliation, and embarrassment. Everything he had gone through was so he could finally lose his virginity with a woman. And what a woman! Veronica was perfect, her body a gloriously beautiful example of feminine sex. There was just one small problem.

Colin wasn't erect.

Veronica gave him an expectant look, "Hurry up, sweetie. They're having a sale at the mall and I was hoping to squeeze some shopping in before lunch."

"I... I..." Colin stammered, looking down at his limp stub of a penis.

"What's the matter?" Veronica looked to him.

Colin felt a surge of panic, "I don't know." He tried pulling and tugging at his penis, looking at Veronica's exposed vagina, but he felt no arousal at all. "I think something's wrong with me."

Veronica pushed up on her elbows and saw her step-son's limp state. She asked in an innocent tone, "Don't I turn you on?"

"Of course you do," Colin was growing frustrated. "I-I don't know what's happening!"

"This is a one-time offer," Veronica reminded him. "I mean, if you can't even get it up for me...."

"Oh god," Colin backed away from the bed until his shoulder blades bumped against a bedroom wall, as though suddenly afraid of his step-mother. Realization suddenly flooded over him as he recalled all the times Veronica forced him to watch straight porn with his chastity device on. For three weeks, every time Colin was aroused by something involving a naked woman, his erection was suppressed and caused him pain. It was conditioning, he suspected. Veronica had been training him to associate arousal towards women with pain. That explained why she would allow him to masturbate and cum to gay porn, but nothing else.

Veronica slid forward on the bed as Colin retreated away from her, "It's okay, honey. There's nothing wrong with you, other than the fact that you're gay."

Colin shook his head adamantly.

"It's true," she argued against his denial. "But you don't have to be afraid. It's okay to be gay."

"You did this to me," he accused. "You planned it all along. My cage... the pornography..."

"Oh, sweetie," Veronica rose from the bed and pulled her robe on, "All I've done is try to help you."

"Stay away from me," Colin warned as she approached.

"Don't be afraid." Veronica's expression was disarming, "I love you."

Colin blinked with surprise. "Wh-what?" Veronica had never said those words to him before.

"Honey, I love you. I know we had a rocky start to our relationship, but I've grown to care for you so much over these past weeks. I'm your mother now, I love you, and I only want you to be happy. I want you to be gay and happy."

Colin was so horribly confused, "I don't want to be gay. You said it yourself; you tell me all the time - I'm not a real man if I'm gay."

"You're not a real man," Veronica confirmed, though her tone wasn't cruel. "You're a sissy with a small penis. You want to suck on cocks and swim in male jizm. But that's okay, Colin. The world needs sissy fags to help us girls take care of all the men out there with big alpha cocks. The sooner you realize and accept what you are, the happier you'll be. I'll help you. I'll find all kinds of cocks for you to suck, and if you want another sissy to become your boyfriend I'll help you find one. We'll find you the cutest boy we can, someone with a small penis like yours, and the two of you can become faggot lovers and do all sorts of gay things together."

"I'm not gay," Colin protested feebly, "I can't be."

Veronica smirked at his denial and looked downward, towards his crotch.

His eyes followed hers. Colin winced at his erection, his arousal betraying him. He couldn't help it. Veronica's dirty-talk turned him on.

"Do you want my pussy?" Veronica asked. "I'll lie back down right now and you can hump your little dick into me all morning long if you want. Or... would you rather I call a male prostitute and have him come over tonight?"

Colin's brow rose, "Are you serious?"

"I'd do anything to make you happy, sweetheart." Veronica closed the gap between them and cupped Colin's cheeks in her palms. "I know a couple of guys I could call. I'd even pay for it. You could have sex with another man tonight, if you want. It's your choice, Colin, but you can't have both. You can have sex with me, or you can have gay sex with a guy."

Colin fretted indecisively.

"Do you want pussy?" Veronica looked him in the eye. "Or do you want cock?"

"I-I...." Colin stammered; his expression was pained from confusion.

"What do you want, Colin? What turns you on? Is it pussy? Or do you get turned-on at the thought of hot faggot sex?"

"...I don't want pussy..." he murmured quietly.

Veronica smiled with triumph, "You want cock, don't you?"

Colin bit his lip and nodded.

"Are you gay, Colin?"

He hesitated.

Veronica pressed him, "Colin, are you gay?"

"I-I think so," he whispered.

"Do you want to have sex with men?" Veronica demanded a more definitive answer.

"Yes," Colin replied.

"Do you want to suck cock and get fucked in the ass?"

Colin gasped with need, his erection twitching. "Yes...!"

"Are you a faggot, Colin? Hmm? Are you gay? Tell me! Are you gay, Colin?"

"Yes!" he blurted out loudly. "I'm gay!" His eyes closed at the realization flooding over him, "Oh god, I'm so gay...."

Veronica smiled triumphantly, "I'm proud of you!" She kissed his cheek, "Let's celebrate by finding you a man to make love to, okay?"

"Y-you're really serious about that?"

"Absolutely," Veronica beamed. "I told you I'll help you find lots of cock, and I will." She glanced down at his crotch, where Colin's four-inch erection was pointing towards the ceiling, "Do you want to jerk off right now?"

"Yes," he admitted softly.

"Go ahead," Veronica granted. She moved towards Colin's bedside stand, "Lie down on your bed."

Colin relaxed against the headboard and stretched his slender legs out.

Veronica handed him a bottle of lotion, "Here, make sure you lubricate." She watched as Colin applied a generous amount of the lotion along his stubby length and began to stroke. "Think about cock," she instructed, standing sternly at the bedside. "Think about cock when you rub your little penis. That's what your cock likes, Colin. It likes it when you think about naked men and gay sex. Your little penis likes other cocks; that's what turns your penis on."

Colin closed his eyes as he listened to Veronica talk dirty to him. He adored the way she teased him about being gay; it aroused him more than any amount of pornography. He still didn't understand the reasons behind his love of humiliation, but it didn't matter to Colin any longer. He simply knew that it excited him sexually.

"Your cock knows how small it is," Veronica continued. "It knows it's too puny to ever offer any pleasure to a woman, so now it gets turned on by men. You have a gay cock, Colin. And if you doubt me just consider what's happening right now: instead of losing your virginity to a sexy woman, you're beating off to thoughts of having faggot sex."

Colin whimpered with arousal at the stinging truth behind his step-mother's words.

"You'll never have sex with a woman," she told him. "Your penis can't even get hard for a woman, anymore. No woman will ever want to have sex with you, anyway. You're too small and most women can spot a faggot like you from a mile away. Women don't want to be with boys like you. A man who sucks on another man's cock isn't a real man -- he's a submissive, sissy faggot. And you've already proven that's what you are. You're a cocksucker, Colin. You've sucked a cock. You've jerked off a man and allowed him to cum all over your face. Real men don't do that. Real men want pussy. But you... I've taught you to only want cock."

"It's true," Colin cried out as he pumped his hand rapidly. "Oh god," he gasped, "I want cock. I want cock so bad!"

Veronica leaned close to whisper, "I know you do. That's because you're gay. You've always been gay, Colin. You just haven't had anyone to be gay with. You needed me to show you the way. You needed a woman to make you realize your urges were meant to be; to realize pussy is off-limits to a fag like you. That's why I only let you jerk off to gay porn. I taught you to be what you were always meant to be: a faggot homo who only wants sex with men."

Loud, aroused breathing poured out of Colin's mouth. He was frantically jerking himself off and could feel the heat of an orgasm begin to boil in his scrotum.

"You will never know what a pair of breasts feels like in your hands. You will never experience the warmth of a hot pussy surrounding your penis. The only thing you will ever know is the swell of a cock as it fills your faggot mouth, and the heat of another man's cum as he humps it into your ass."

Colin cried out and a jet of his semen sprayed out across his torso in the form of a long rope. He pumped his hand swiftly, beads of cum ejecting one after the other, until his stomach became covered in several small puddles of the white goo.

Veronica watched patiently until the last of his pleasure gurgled out from the tip of his cock. She scooped up some of the warm fluid onto the tips of two of her fingers, lifting the cum to Colin's mouth. "Taste yourself," she commanded gently. He willingly sucked himself off her hand and she gathered up more of the stuff, "This is what it tastes like to be gay, Colin. Male semen belongs inside your tummy, so you can digest it and make yourself even gayer."

He said nothing as Veronica fed him every drop of his own semen. He simply licked it off her fingers, swallowing it down. Everything she had said was true, he knew. He was gay. She had helped make him that way. His own step-mother had conditioned him to be gay.

"You're a good boy," Veronica smoothed a hand over the top of his head, through Colin's mop of dark hair.

"I l-love you," Colin suddenly blurted, staring into Veronica's gorgeous eyes. "I-I Like being your son. I like belonging to you. Just because our deal is over, I don't want that to stop. Please? I love you so much, you're my mommy and I want to be a good gay boy for you."

Veronica smiled warmly. That was the most open Colin had ever been with her. "I love you too," she rubbed the backs of her fingers against his cheek. "But you can't stay with me forever, sweetie. One day you'll find a great guy with a gigantic cock, and then you'll belong to him. You'll suck his cock whenever he wants and every night when the two of you go to bed, he'll butt-fuck you and grope your naked body until he shoots his love into you."

Colin shuddered with uncontrollable desire at the very idea of what Veronica was suggesting.

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Hours later, when she heard the doorbell ring, Veronica hurried excitedly to the door. "Hi Jason," she greeted brightly, giving the man a delicate hug.

Jason appeared to be in his mid-to-late twenties, similar in age to Veronica, with short brown hair and blue eyes. He was well-tanned with a body toned by fitness. "Hey, Veronica. You're looking good."

Veronica was wearing nothing except one of her husband's tee shirts, her sexy legs entirely bare. "Thanks, doll. You too, are you still working at the club?"

"Yep," he stepped inside when Veronica invited him with a gesture.

"I was happy to hear you're still escorting," Veronica winked.

"Well, I was happy you called. Being a personal trainer is great, but it doesn't pay the best -- you know?"

Veronica led him into the kitchen where she found her purse on a counter. She removed ten crisp hundred dollar bills and offered them, "Here's a thousand. It's going to be money well spent, hon. You can stay for a couple hours, right?"

"Sure," Jason pocketed the money into his tight jeans, "So who's this guy? 'Colin' did you say his name was?"

"Yeah," Veronica smiled happily. "He's my son."

An expression of surprise blossomed across Jason's face, "Uh, your son?"

Veronica nodded, "Well, step-son. He's really submissive, a total bottom, and he's pretty inexperienced. I've done as much as I could to prepare him for you though, and he's completely gay. He's going to love you. I'd really like him to have a 'boyfriend-experience', but with you as the top."

"Okay," Jason grinned. He thought the situation sounded odd, but he remained willing.

"I want to be with you guys," Veronica continued to explain. "To watch -- nothing more. And to guide Colin. I like to humiliate him a little but don't worry because he really likes it."

Jason shrugged, "Sure, that sounds fine."

"Colin?" Veronica called towards the upstairs stairway. "Could you come down here, sweetie? Jason's here."

When Colin arrived from his bedroom, his cheeks were filled with a shy shade of red. Veronica made it clear what he was to wear when he met Jason, which was nothing more than a tight pair of pink bikini panties with a lacy waistband. "Um, hi," he greeted shyly, the outline of his small shaft appearing as a bump in the front gusset of his bikini panties.

"Wow," Jason chuckled. "You look really cute, Colin."

"Let's go to the living room," Veronica suggested. "That way you two can be comfortable and get to know one another." She gestured for the boys to lead the way. When they entered the living room she patted Colin's panty-clad bottom and instructed him to sit down on the couch. Jason sat down next to him, while Veronica chose a loveseat on the other side of the room.

Colin shifted nervously, unsure of what he should do.

Jason sensed his apprehension and placed a gentle hand on Colin's knee, "Is this your first time?"

"S-sort of," Colin looked down at Jason's hand, goose bumps decorating his skin at the subtle touch.

"Colin has sucked a cock," Veronica offered helpfully, crossing her shapely bare legs at the knee.

"Don't worry," Jason said, pulling his shirt off to reveal a hairless, toned torso. "I think you look really sexy and I can't wait to be with you."

"R-really?" Colin asked, his eyes moving to Jason's chest.

"Absolutely," Jason leaned in, placing his mouth on Colin's.

Colin had no idea how to react at first; he had never experienced a romantic kiss, with a woman or a man. But Jason's lips felt exciting against his and Colin let instinct take over. He moved his mouth like Jason did, especially enjoying it when Jason stuck his tongue into his mouth.

"Tonight I want to be your boyfriend," Jason whispered, licking Colin's upper lip and sliding closer on the couch. "Do you want to be my boyfriend?"

"Y-yes," Colin whispered back.

Veronica smiled, watching her son make out with another man. Jason was smoothing his hand across Colin's legs and torso and Veronica could see Colin's erection poking against his tight pink panties.

"Here," Jason broke their kiss, unfastening his pants. He lifted his ass and pushed the jeans off, his cotton briefs going with them. He bent forward to pull them off his ankles.

Colin sucked in his breath when he saw Jason's cock. It was lying lazily against Jason's thigh, cut and thick with a bulbous mushroom head. It was easily six inches long in its partially erect state and Colin could only guess how long it would grow to when Jason was erect.

"Go ahead," Veronica spoke up. "Jason is your boyfriend tonight, Colin. But he's much bigger than you, so he's the top. That means it's your job to service him. Go ahead and take care of your boyfriend."

Colin looked to his step-mother, wondering exactly what she expected of him.

"Take his cock," Veronica nodded towards Jason's lap. "Take it in your hand and put your lips around it. Make him erect."

With his heart beating like a jackhammer in his chest, Colin reached out and grasped Jason's cock. It felt soft at first but immediately responded to Colin's hand; it twitched and swelled as he rubbed its length in his circling grip. Colin marveled at the feeling of another man's cock growing erect; he stroked Jason lightly until he was holding a full-blown erection more than eight inches long. The shaft was like concrete and the crowning mushroom-head felt spongy-yet-firm. Unable to resist his temptations any longer, Colin bent over Jason's lap and put his lips around the beautiful example of manhood.




Power Trip Ch. 05



Jason placed his hand on the back of Colin's head, letting his fingers mingle with the teenager's hair. "Make love to my cock," he whispered.

Suckling on the head of it, Colin savored the flavor of Jason's cock. He kept flicking the tip of his tongue against the defining ridge, loving the way it felt and tasted. When he heard Jason sigh with pleasure Colin felt proud, wanting to offer even more. He lowered his head until the cock hit the back of his throat, a slight gag escaping his throat. Colin was determined and took more, suppressing his throat's instinct to choke, until he had Jason's entire length and could feel pubic hairs against his lips.

"Oh fuck yeah," Jason praised in a throaty voice. "You're a good cocksucker. Suck that cock down, baby. Suck that cock like you need it."

Veronica beamed proudly as she watched her son take the entire cock down, "You're doing great, sweetie. You're going to make such a wonderful sissy."

Colin's pride swelled at Veronica's encouragement, feeling as though he was fulfilling his intended purpose: servicing cock. Holding Jason's manhood in his mouth Colin swathed its tender underside with his tongue, licking and reveling in its flavor. When he finally came up for air Colin let his mouth slide along the entire length, pausing briefly to rub his lips repeatedly against the ridge of the cock's head. Pausing to breathe, his eyes moved up to Jason's.

"You like my cock," Jason asked. "Don't you?"

Colin nodded hungrily, staring into Jason's blue eyes, "It's so beautiful. I love your cock."

Jason leaned over and kissed Colin, their lips passionate. Before breaking the kiss Jason flicked his tongue against Colin's several times in a tangle. He then pushed Colin's head back towards his crotch, "Suck on my balls, baby. I love to have my balls in a warm, wet mouth."

Colin had no problem complying, drawing the taut scrotum into his mouth. Jason grabbed his erection and lightly slapped his cock against Colin's face, leaving damp spots of Colin's own saliva against his cheeks.

"Fuck that's hot," Veronica commented, yanking the hem of her long tee shirt above her hips. She soon had a hand between her tanned legs.

Colin rose to his hands and knees on the couch beside Jason and resumed sucking cock. He felt Jason's hand slide across his bare back and slip beneath the hem of his pink panties. Jason squeezed his fingers into the fleshy part of Colin's ass, groping him.

"Suck his fucking cock," Veronica moaned, rapidly fingering her clit. "God you're so fucking gay, Colin. You're such a cock-sucking faggot, I love it."

Jason suddenly pulled Colin off his shaft, hooking his hands beneath Colin's armpits and pulling Colin onto his lap. They began kissing again, hotly, all tongue and hungry gay lips. Colin started to moan against Jason's mouth when he felt Jason's hands at his back, arms curled around him. Even more erotic to Colin was the feeling of Jason's eight inches pressed against his own four inch erection. Their cocks rubbed against one another through the thin material of Colin's panties.

Jason could sense his lover's overwhelming arousal and dropped a hand to Colin's crotch, pulling the hem of Colin's panties down and exposing his little erection. He grabbed their cocks and began stroking his hand over both.

Colin could feel the heat of Jason's cock against his. It was the first time another man had ever touched his penis... it was overwhelmingly erotic. He cried out and came, his semen erupting against Jason's larger shaft.

"That's it," Jason encouraged his prematurity, still pumping with his hand. "Cum all over my cock, baby."

His entire body twitched at the power of his orgasm and Colin clutched a hug against Jason. His cum was fast and hard, globs of it clinging to Jason's hard shaft.

"Jesus," Veronica moaned at the gay display. "Did he just cum? Feed it to him, Jason. Feed Colin his own cum."

Jason stopped jacking them off and gathered the cum off his shaft, lifting the milky goo. Colin was well-prepared by his step-mother and eagerly licked the slimy substance up, cleaning Jason's fingers with his tongue and swallowing it all down.

"Wow," Jason smiled. "You really like that, don't you?"

Colin licked his lips and nodded shyly.

"He always cleans up his dirty messes," Veronica stated proudly. She leaned back into the corner of the couch, her masturbating hand slowed to a crawl between her legs. "Colin, it's time to let your lover have his way with you."

Colin glanced over his shoulder with questioning eyes.

Veronica explained, "Jason wants to make love to you, sweetheart. He wants to fuck you and make you his. You want your boyfriend to give you a good fucking, don't you?"

Colin looked back to Jason, "Yes, your cock is so beautiful. I want to feel it inside me. I want you to make love to me and fuck me."

Jason nodded, "Why don't you take those sexy panties off, baby, and present yourself to me?"

Veronica began masturbating with more vigor as she watched Colin rise and slip his panties off. Her son knelt to the floor and turned on his hands and knees, facing his bare ass towards Jason. "This is it," Veronica whispered loud enough for both of the boys to hear. "After this you'll be a true fag, Colin. Once you take a cock up your ass you'll give up any claim to pussy and become gay. Give yourself to him, sweetie. Give your ass to your lover and take his cock like a good sissy bitch."

Colin watched over his shoulder as Jason let a bead of saliva fall into Colin's crack. Jason used a finger to lubricate Colin's asshole with the slimy spit before positioning his hard cock. When he felt it press against his asshole Colin sucked in a deep breath and tried to relax.

The entrance was tight and Jason pressed slowly until the head of his cock popped into Colin's ass.

"Uhn!!!" Colin cried when he felt the intrusion. Jason was much bigger than Veronica's five inch vibrator.

"You're doing it," Veronica encouraged. "You're taking a cock in your ass, honey. You're finally going to be completely gay. I'm so happy for you!"

Colin gasped when Jason slid himself further into Colin's depths, his little penis instantly growing erect at the sensation. "Fuck me," he hissed, his hands clutching at the carpeting. "Your cock is so big, make it fill me up!"

Veronica's orgasm consumed her in the blink of an eye when she heard Colin beg to be fucked. Her month-long quest to turn her son gay was complete, and the power she felt was all-consuming.

"...he's so gay..." she moaned through the spasms of pleasure, "...my son is so fucking gay..."

Jason leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Colin's torso, humping his cock deep into Colin's ass. Colin could feel Jason's bare chest against his back; passionate hands also explored Colin's chest and stomach. Colin adored being cradled and fondled by his lover while getting fucked.

Eventually, Jason's hand found Colin's granite-like erection.

"Oh god," Colin moaned at the touch.

"I'm going to cum," Jason moaned against Colin's shoulder. "Where do you want it?"

"Cum inside me," Colin begged, bracing his arms on the floor against Jason's frantic thrusts. "I want to feel your love inside me."

For several long moments all three of them quieted. Veronica, her orgasm having run its course, was staring in amazement as she watched her son getting rapidly fucked. The slapping sounds of Jason's thighs against Colin's backside filled the living room, mingling with the pleasurable grunts from both boys, until suddenly Jason stopped. He buried his cock and hugged himself against Colin's back, moaning loudly as he began to orgasm.

Colin felt the heat of the semen fill his anal passage. Jason grunted and began bucking, humping his cum as deep as possible, and jacking Colin off at the same time. The sensation was too much for poor Colin, whose own cock exploded with one massive rope of jizm that landed across the carpeting. More cum dribbled out of his cock to puddle between his knees.

Both of the boys were quiet until Jason kissed Colin's shoulder and whispered, "That was amazing. Your ass is so hot, baby."

Colin winced as Jason withdrew from his body, missing the feeling of his lover's cock filling him. The only sensation left was the slippery feeling of Jason's semen sliding out.

"Wow," Veronica said, still staring at them. "I've never been turned-on by gay sex before, but that was fucking hot."

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Pulling a loose pair of pajama bottoms up his legs, Colin looked towards his bed and wondered how he would ever fall asleep. The excitement he felt at having uninhibited gay sex was still coursing through his body, as though the adrenaline was trapped in his veins. Colin knew he would lay wide awake in the dark even if he tried. Instead, he decided to sit down in front of his computer.

With a slightly trembling hand, he clicked on a web-browser link to a dating site he had enrolled in long before. He stared at his profile for several minutes, his mouse curser hovering over a drop-down box which displayed sexual orientation. It was set to 'straight', which Colin knew was inaccurate.

His bedroom door opened before Colin could select a different orientation.

"You still awake?" Veronica asked, appearing in the doorway wearing a skimpy silk robe which only covered her legs to mid-thigh.

Colin minimized his browser window, "I guess I'm still pretty wired from earlier."

Veronica smiled and leaned against the door jamb, "You had a big night. It's not every day a boy loses his anal cherry to a big cock like Jason's."

Colin blushed, "Um, can I ask you something?"

"Of course," Veronica nodded. "You can ask me anything."

"This morning, when you reminded me my month of obedience was up, would you really have let me? Y-you know, have sex with you?"

"If that's what you would have wanted," Veronica replied with an indifferent shrug. "A deal is a deal, after all, and you held up your end of the bargain. But let me ask you a question."

"O-okay," Colin agreed.

Veronica's tone was more blunt than harsh, "Are you gay?"

Colin didn't answer immediately, as though he was still undecided. He glanced down at his lap.

"Answer me, Colin. Are you gay? You don't have to be ashamed, not in front of me. I mean, you can't help it if you're a fag. Some guys are just wired that way. It seems pretty obvious though, since you spent half the night getting butt-fucked, but you tell me."

Colin looked up to Veronica's eyes, "I'm confused! Yeah, I'm into guys and it's totally hot, but part of my turn-on is you. Having you watch me, and talk dirty to me, and that stuff. Even today, when I was with Jason, part of what was so exciting was having you there. How am I going to know if I like girls if I never... you know, fuck one?"

"Let me ask you something else," Veronica folded her arms across her chest. "Let's pretend Jason was still here and I asked you if you wanted to try fucking my pussy, or sucking his cock again so he could nut all over your face, which one would you choose?"

Colin looked down again, his cheeks still red.

"You'd want the cock," Veronica accused, "wouldn't you?"

Colin's guilty nod was his admission.

"You should stop worrying about women," Veronica told him in a point-blank tone. "You're too submissive and you have a cock that is way too small, which basically means girls aren't going to get excited for you. We ladies want self-assured men with big cocks to fuck us, not little-dicked sissies who jerk-off wondering how gay they are."

Colin winced at his step-mother's brutal honesty.

"I think it's fortunate that you're into guys, because otherwise you'd probably never get any sex. At least now that you're gay you can still jerk-off while you're sucking a cock or getting fucked in the ass."

As always, Veronica's harsh humiliation was arousing Colin. His shame was an obvious display through the small tent poking into his pajama bottoms.

"I'm not trying to be mean," Veronica continued, noticing Colin adjust himself at the crotch. "I'm simply trying to spare you a lifetime of disappointment and loneliness. I want you to be happy, Colin, and I know that cock makes you happy. Maybe pussy would too, maybe you are bi-sexual, but what's the point? Just go gay."

"So no girls will ever want me?" Colin wondered.

Veronica shook her head, "No, I'm sorry, honey. Girls don't like guys who have no self-control over their urges. What girl is going to want a guy who does nothing but sit around masturbating all day? I mean, no offense, but look at you; you want to jerk-off right now, don't you?"

Colin bit his lip in shame and nodded.

"You want to jerk-off all the time, and if you're not jerking-off you want to be sucking on a cock or bending over so I can stick a vibrator up your ass. And that's okay, I guess, but it's not going to get you any pussy. So just forget about women and pull that little dick of yours out and start pumping on it. If you want, I downloaded some new gay porn for you to look at."

Colin glanced at his computer, then at Veronica, then down at his crotch. He couldn't deny it. He was so aroused, and he wanted to touch himself and cum so badly. Once decided, his pajama bottoms were quickly pushed down his legs.

Veronica smirked, "You're such a pathetic fag, aren't you?" She took her usual position over Colin's shoulder, where she could humiliate him with seductive whispers, "Come on, sweetie; let's pump a good load out of your gay little cock so you can lick it all up for step-mommy...."

THE END